⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ 🌺┊ ❝ YOU ARE MISTAKEN. ❞ Such a casual decline to one's accusations accompanied tranquility in half - lidded eyes, their voice a harmony rolling off tongue. Gold eyes persist upon their fellow student, hand slowly inching behind their back. ❝ I did not "take" anyone's heart. They are being ... given to me. ❞
A wink. ❝ Ask for yourself. Never would I steal from another. ❞ Shielded by the literal definition, mischief obscured by fingertips muffling giggles. Residing behind them was the object of their affinity — the prize they sought: attention, respect, accolades. All condensed within a delicate ball of light.
﹙ @fatedprincess ⎯ 🌺 ﹚
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