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๐™™๐™ž๐™จ๐™˜๐™ก๐™–๐™ž๐™ข๐™š๐™ง
โ†  ๐Š๐๐˜ ๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐š๐ ๐ž
โ†  ๐‡๐š๐ข๐ค๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฎ!! ๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐š๐ ๐ž
โ†  ๐Ž๐›๐ž๐ฒ ๐Œ๐ž ๐’๐–๐ƒ ๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐š๐ ๐ž
โ†  ๐๐๐‡๐€ ๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐š๐ ๐ž
โ†  ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ ๐Š๐š๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐ง ๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐š๐ ๐ž
โ†  ๐€๐ญ๐ญ๐š๐œ๐ค ๐จ๐ง ๐“๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ง ๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐š๐ ๐ž
โ†  ๐€๐ค๐š๐ง๐ž ๐‡๐š๐ข๐ณ๐š๐ค๐ข ๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐š๐ ๐ž
ใ€Œ ๐Š๐๐˜ ๐Ž๐๐„ ๐’๐‡๐Ž๐“๐’ ใ€
โžน ๐Š๐ข๐›๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ณ๐š๐ง
โžน ๐’๐ก๐ข๐ง๐š๐ณ๐ฎ๐ ๐š๐ฐ๐š ๐’๐š๐ง๐ž๐ฆ๐ข, ๐“๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐จ๐ค๐š ๐†๐ข๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฎ
โžน ๐„๐ง๐ฆ๐ฎ
โžน ๐Š๐ข๐›๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ณ๐š๐ง
โžน ๐’๐ก๐ข๐ง๐š๐ณ๐ฎ๐ ๐š๐ฐ๐š ๐’๐š๐ง๐ž๐ฆ๐ข
โžน ๐‘๐ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Š๐ฒ๐จ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ
โžน ๐“๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐จ ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ, ๐ˆ๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ ๐Ž๐›๐š๐ง๐š๐ข
โžน ๐ˆ๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ ๐Ž๐›๐š๐ง๐š๐ข
โžน ๐‡๐š๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐š๐ฌ
โžน ๐”๐›๐ฎ๐ฒ๐š๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ค๐ข ๐Š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฒ๐š
โžน ๐’๐ก๐ข๐ง๐š๐ณ๐ฎ๐ ๐š๐ฐ๐š ๐’๐š๐ง๐ž๐ฆ๐ข
โžน ๐Š๐š๐ฆ๐š๐๐จ ๐๐ž๐ณ๐ฎ๐ค๐จ
โžน ๐‡๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฃ๐ข๐ฆ๐š ๐†๐ฒ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ข
โžน ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ. ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
โžน ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ. ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ˆ๐ˆ
โžน ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ. ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
โžน ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ. ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ˆ๐ˆ
โžน ๐“๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ ๐ข๐ค๐ฎ๐ง๐ข ๐˜๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ข
โžน ๐‘๐ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ค๐ฎ ๐’๐ž๐ง๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ
โžน ๐Š๐ข๐›๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ณ๐š๐ง
โžน ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘. ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
โžน ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’. ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
โžน ๐€๐ค๐š๐ณ๐š/๐‡๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข
โžน ๐“๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐จ ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ
โžน ๐”๐›๐ฎ๐ฒ๐š๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ค๐ข ๐Š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฒ๐š
โžน ๐‘๐ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Š๐ฒ๐จ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ
โžน ๐“๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐จ ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ
โžน ๐€๐ ๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š ๐™๐ž๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ
โžน ๐Š๐š๐ง๐ซ๐จ๐ฃ๐ข ๐Œ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข
โžน ๐”๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ ๐Œ๐จ๐จ๐ง ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
โžน ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ“. ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
โžน ๐Š๐š๐ฆ๐š๐๐จ ๐“๐š๐ง๐ฃ๐ข๐ซ๐จ
โžน ๐ˆ๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ ๐Ž๐›๐š๐ง๐š๐ข
โžน ๐”๐›๐ฎ๐ฒ๐š๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ค๐ข ๐Š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฒ๐š
โžน ๐“๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐จ๐ค๐š ๐†๐ข๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฎ
โžน ๐‡๐š๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐š๐ฌ
โžน ๐‘๐ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Š๐ฒ๐จ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ
โžน ๐‘๐ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Š๐ฒ๐จ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ
โžน ๐Š๐š๐ข๐ ๐š๐ค๐ฎ
โžน ๐‡๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฃ๐ข๐ฆ๐š ๐†๐ฒ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ข
โžน ๐”๐›๐ฎ๐ฒ๐š๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ค๐ข ๐Š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฒ๐š
โžน ๐“๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ ๐ข๐ค๐ฎ๐ง๐ข ๐˜๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ข
โžน ๐‘๐ฎ๐ข
โžน ๐‘๐ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Š๐ฒ๐จ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ
โžน ๐‡๐š๐ ๐š๐ง๐ž๐ณ๐ฎ๐ค๐š ๐‡๐จ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ฎ
โžน ๐‡๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฃ๐ข๐ฆ๐š ๐†๐ฒ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ข
โžน ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ. ๐•๐š๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ
โžน ๐‘๐ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ค๐ฎ ๐“๐จ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ
โžน ๐‘๐ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ค๐ฎ ๐“๐จ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ ๐ˆ๐ˆ
โžน ๐‘๐ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Š๐ฒ๐จ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ
โžน ๐‘๐ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Š๐ฒ๐จ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ
โžน ๐Š๐š๐ฆ๐š๐๐จ ๐“๐š๐ง๐ฃ๐ข๐ซ๐จ
โžน ๐‘๐ฎ๐ข
ใ€Œ ๐‡๐€๐ˆ๐Š๐˜๐”๐”!! ๐Ž๐๐„ ๐’๐‡๐Ž๐“๐’ ใ€
โžฝ ๐Š๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐จ ๐“๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ
โžฝ ๐Œ๐ข๐ฒ๐š ๐Ž๐ฌ๐š๐ฆ๐ฎ
โžฝ ๐๐จ๐ค๐ฎ๐ญ๐จ ๐Š๐จ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐จ
โžฝ ๐“๐š๐ง๐š๐ค๐š ๐‘๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ง๐จ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ž
โžฝ ๐’๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ฌ๐š ๐Š๐ข๐ฒ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข
โžฝ ๐Š๐จ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ž ๐Š๐ž๐ง๐ฆ๐š
โžฝ ๐Š๐š๐ซ๐š๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ง๐จ, ๐๐ž๐ค๐จ๐ฆ๐š, ๐…๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐๐š๐ง๐ข
โžฝ ๐’๐ฎ๐ ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐š ๐Š๐จ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข
โžฝ ๐€๐ค๐š๐š๐ฌ๐ก๐ข ๐Š๐ž๐ข๐ฃ๐ข
โžฝ ๐’๐ฎ๐ง๐š ๐‘๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐จ
โžฝ ๐Š๐จ๐ง๐จ๐ก๐š ๐€๐ค๐ข๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ข
โžฝ ๐Š๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐จ ๐“๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ
โžฝ ๐“๐ž๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐š ๐˜๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข
โžฝ ๐Š๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐ฆ๐ข ๐€๐ค๐ข๐ซ๐š
โžฝ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐จ๐ฒ๐š ๐˜๐ฎ๐ฎ
โžฝ ๐’๐ฎ๐ง๐š ๐‘๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐จ
โžฝ ๐Š๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐จ ๐“๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ
โžฝ ๐Š๐ข๐ญ๐š ๐’๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ž
โžฝ ๐’๐ž๐ฆ๐ข ๐„๐ข๐ญ๐š
โžฝ ๐Ž๐ข๐ค๐š๐ฐ๐š ๐“๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โžฝ ๐Ž๐ข๐ค๐š๐ฐ๐š ๐“๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โžฝ ๐Ž๐ข๐ค๐š๐ฐ๐š ๐“๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ ๐ˆ๐ˆ
โžฝ ๐Ž๐ข๐ค๐š๐ฐ๐š ๐“๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ ๐ˆ๐ˆ๐ˆ
โžฝ ๐’๐ฎ๐ ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐š ๐Š๐จ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข
โžฝ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ. ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
ใ€Œ ๐Ž๐๐„๐˜ ๐Œ๐„ ๐’๐–๐ƒ ๐Ž๐๐„ ๐’๐‡๐Ž๐“๐’ ใ€
โ™ฆ ๐๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ณ๐ž๐›๐ฎ๐›
โ™ฆ ๐๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ซ
โ™ฆ ๐‹๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง
โ™ฆ ๐Œ๐š๐ฆ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง
โ™ฆ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐š๐ง
โ™ฆ ๐‹๐ฎ๐œ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž๐ซ
โ™ฆ ๐๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ณ๐ž๐›๐ฎ๐›, ๐‹๐ฎ๐ค๐ž
ใ€Œ ๐๐๐‡๐€ ๐Ž๐๐„ ๐’๐‡๐Ž๐“๐’ ใ€
โ˜… ๐„๐ซ๐ข
โ˜… ๐€๐ฆ๐š๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ข ๐“๐š๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข
โ˜… ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข
โ˜… ๐“๐จ๐ค๐จ๐ฒ๐š๐ฆ๐ข ๐…๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐š๐ ๐ž
โ˜… ๐๐ฎ๐›๐š๐ข๐ ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐š ๐‰๐ข๐ง/๐“๐ฐ๐ข๐œ๐ž
โ˜… ๐“๐จ๐๐จ๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ข ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ญ๐จ
โ˜… ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข, ๐Š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐š ๐„๐ข๐ฃ๐ข๐ซ๐จ
โ˜… ๐€๐ฆ๐š๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ข ๐“๐š๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข
โ˜… ๐“๐จ๐๐จ๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ข ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ญ๐จ
โ˜… ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ. ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
โ˜… ๐“๐š๐ค๐š๐ฆ๐ข ๐Š๐ž๐ข๐ ๐จ/๐‡๐š๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ
โ˜… ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข
โ˜… ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข
โ˜… ๐„๐ซ๐ข
โ˜… ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข
โ˜… ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข
โ˜… ๐€๐ข๐ณ๐š๐ฐ๐š ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ญ๐š
โ˜… ๐€๐ฆ๐š๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ข ๐“๐š๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข
ใ€Œ ๐‰๐”๐‰๐”๐“๐’๐” ๐Š๐€๐ˆ๐’๐„๐ ๐Ž๐๐„ ๐’๐‡๐Ž๐“๐’ ใ€
โ–ถ ๐‘๐ฒ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง ๐’๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ๐ง๐š
โ–ถ ๐…๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ ๐Œ๐ž๐ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐…๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ ๐Œ๐ž๐ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐ˆ๐ญ๐š๐๐จ๐ซ๐ข ๐˜๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐Ž๐ค๐ค๐จ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ ๐˜๐ฎ๐ญ๐š
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐ˆ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข ๐“๐จ๐ ๐ž
โ–ถ ๐‘๐ฒ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง ๐’๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ๐ง๐š
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐˜๐จ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐จ ๐‰๐ฎ๐ง๐ฉ๐ž๐ข
โ–ถ ๐‘๐ฒ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง ๐’๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ๐ง๐š
โ–ถ ๐‘๐ฒ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง ๐’๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ๐ง๐š, ๐ˆ๐ญ๐š๐๐จ๐ซ๐ข ๐˜๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐…๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ ๐Œ๐ž๐ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐˜๐จ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐จ ๐‰๐ฎ๐ง๐ฉ๐ž๐ข
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐ˆ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข ๐“๐จ๐ ๐ž
โ–ถ ๐†๐ž๐ญ๐จ ๐’๐ฎ๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐๐š๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐ข ๐Š๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐จ
โ–ถ ๐Ž๐ค๐ค๐จ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ ๐˜๐ฎ๐ญ๐š
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐†๐ž๐ญ๐จ ๐’๐ฎ๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ
โ–ถ ๐ˆ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข ๐“๐จ๐ ๐ž
ใ€Œ ๐€๐“๐“๐€๐‚๐Š ๐Ž๐ ๐“๐ˆ๐“๐€๐ ๐Ž๐๐„ ๐’๐‡๐Ž๐“๐’ ใ€
โœฐ ๐Ž๐ฅ๐ฎ๐จ ๐๐จ๐ณ๐š๐๐จ
โœฐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐œ๐จ ๐†๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐š๐ซ๐
โœฐ ๐‹๐ž๐ฏ๐ข ๐€๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ง
โœฐ ๐‹๐ž๐ฏ๐ข ๐€๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ง
โœฐ ๐‘๐ž๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐š๐ฎ๐ง
โœฐ ๐˜๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐š
โœฐ ๐‹๐ž๐ฏ๐ข ๐€๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ง
โœฐ ๐‹๐ž๐ฏ๐ข ๐€๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ง
โœฐ ๐‘๐ž๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐š๐ฎ๐ง
โœฐ ๐‡๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐™๐จ๐ž
โœฐ ๐‹๐ž๐ฏ๐ข ๐€๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ง
โœฐ ๐‹๐ž๐ฏ๐ข ๐€๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ง
ใ€Œ ๐€๐Š๐€๐๐„ ๐‡๐€๐ˆ๐™๐€๐Š๐ˆ ๐Ž๐๐„ ๐’๐‡๐Ž๐“๐’ ใ€
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘. ๐ˆ๐ˆ
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘. ๐ˆ๐ˆ๐ˆ
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘. ๐ˆ๐•
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘. ๐•
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ“
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ”
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ•
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ–
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ– ๐ˆ๐ˆ
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ– ๐ˆ๐ˆ๐ˆ
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ—
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ
โžณ ๐๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐’(๐๐“๐’)
โžณ ๐๐’๐…๐– ๐€๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ก๐š๐›๐ž๐ญ
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘
โžณ ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’
ใ€Œ ๐’๐๐„๐‚๐ˆ๐€๐‹ ๐Ž๐๐„ ๐’๐‡๐Ž๐“๐’ ใ€
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โ–ถใ€Œ ๐‰๐‰๐Š ใ€๐†๐ž๐ญ๐จ ๐’๐ฎ๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฎ
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𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫(𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞)
𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲: motherofrice
𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭, 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥?!

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"𝐇𝐮𝐡? 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥? 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞?"

Tengen asked as he looked at the girl who had just entered the classroom, clutching her bag tightly against her chest. He watched as she nodded her head instead of speaking up when her friends greeted her a 'good morning'.

His fuchsia-coloured eyes continued to watch her every movement until she reached her desk, only for him to flinch when he was staring into a pair of pale purple eyes that were narrowing dangerously at him.

"Oi, eyes here. You got your girlfriends already," his close friend, Sanemi, snapped and Tengen could only chuckle then at what his friend had said, shaking his head just a little.

"Well, she is quiet. I didn't know that the quiet types are your type," Tengen pointed out and Sanemi let out a sigh then as he turned to look at [name] and noticed how she was staring at her hands where she was fiddling with her fingers.

She looked up, feeling someone staring at her did she notice Sanemi's gaze and her cheeks flushed red as she quickly avoided her gaze and brought her notebook up, opening it as she placed it upright on her table, blocking Sanemi's face as she laid her head against her desk.

"Please don't look at me," she mumbled to herself, feeling irritated with how her braces were rubbing against the inner skin of her mouth, but she had no choice since she needed them as well.

"She wasn't this quiet in middle school," Sanemi spoke out and Tengen raised an eyebrow at what his friend had said and wondered what was up with him.

"She was from our middle school?" he asked, and Sanemi nodded his head.

"Same class as Iguro," he pointed out and as if on cue die Obanai enter the classroom together with Giyuu and they noticed the heterochromia eyed friend of theirs looking pissed off as usual as he settled down in his seat that was in front of [name].

"Oi, [name]! I have been calling you for the entire night for the group project," Obanai pointed out and [name] peeked out from behind her notebook and shook her head which he then let out a sigh then and turned to face the front instead.

"So, you aren't going to confess your feelings to her?" Tengen asked as Giyuu walked over with the usual deadpan expression, only for his eyes to widen as the taller man had him in a headlock and he proceeds to ruffle his hair harshly.

Only two notice how Sanemi remained silent then as he was busy staring at [name] who continued to hide behind her notebook then, not realizing that the lesson was about to start. Tengen then made eye contact with Obanai who was wondering what was going on and nodded his head slightly after understanding the situation.

"[name]?" and [name] sat up straight after hearing her name being called and she looked forward, noticing something was off as the teacher had a book in his hand and it was opened. She swallowed the lump in her throat and soon noticed how Sanemi had quickly reached over and switch books with her.

Opened towards the page where the teacher was at.

"Please stand up and read the page," he spoke out and [name]'s eyes could only widen then as she realized what she needed to do. She turned to look at her classmates, most were encouraging her. But the feeling of the braces against her teeth was telling her otherwise.

"Hurry, we don't have all day," the teacher spoke out and [name] hesitantly brought the book up and she slowly looked towards Sanemi who was looking at her, wondering why she was hesitating so much.

He noticed for quite some time now, from the start of high school, she avoided talking to most people and was often by herself. She tried not to speak as much as possible, and would occasionally cover her mouth when she was forced to speak.

"O-Once in a-a while..." she started to read, but once could hear the muffled voice of hers as she tried to speak against her braces, which their teacher noticed how she was speaking and soon got angry.

"Louder, more confident!" he spoke out and [name] swallowed the saliva in her mouth as she tried to read out once again. Her pink-tinted lips trembled then as she tried to read out once more, yet her eyes would often dart to look at Sanemi.

"O-Once in a while, w-we should look into e-each others eyes. Otherwi-,"

"Sensei, I can't hear her at all!" one of her classmates yelled out and [name] flinched as she heard the table being slammed and she turned to look at Sanemi who had done so, holding her book up in his hand then as he looked towards the classmate who had spoken.

"Then I will fucking read, got it?" he muttered out and [name] looked towards the teacher who nodded his head and she sat down as she looked at Sanemi. Her heart skipped a beat then as she raised his book and covered the lower part of her face where a small smile was seen on it.

"He is still the same..." she whispered to herself.

"I'll read for her instead since you assholes can't hear anything with your ears that are filled with nothing but dirt!" Sanemi scowled out when they were rehearsing for their plays and his class along with [name]'s class were combined for the play.

Only for her to be in-charge and needed to give instructions.

"Thank you," she said with a wide smile to Sanemi who got up on the small stage and stood next to her, grabbing hold of the notes from her and he could feel his heart pounding against his chest when he saw her smile.

"W-Whatever,"

And from that day on, did he fall in love with her.

"Since you, assholes can't fucking hear," Sanemi muttered out and [name] could only stifle a giggle then, only to realise she was the only one who had laughed and she quickly covered her face with his book once more.

"Once in a while, we should look into each other's eyes. Otherwise, we might feel lost. I'm so glad that you are here," Sanemi read out, but not realizing that he was facing [name] the entire time, and that's when the entire class started to create some noise.

"Oh, did Shinazugawa just secretly confessed to her?!" someone pointed out and the next thing that happened was [name] excusing herself to the toilet during the commotion as she took off running down the hallway.

She entered the toilet, where the sinks were as she placed her hand against her chest, trying to calm down her heart. She pink-tinted lips parted as she took a good look at her braces, somehow feeling a little more insecure.

Day and night she would look at herself, ensuring that the braces were in place. Yet, the more she looked at it, the less confidence she had in herself as well. She didn't like to talk much, due to the first day of high school, where someone had blatantly pointed out she was wearing braces.

It made her feel like she was different, and that she didn't fit in. Thus, the quiet and insecure version of her was created without her realizing it until a few months into the new school year.

"I hate this..." she mumbled out as she washed her face and soon left the toilet after deciding that she had stood inside there for far too long. Her eyes then widened as she realized by the side of the door, was someone she least expects to appear.

"Oi," he called out and she took a step back as her lips were pressed into a fine thin line.

"You plan on running away from me?" he asked, and she shook her head whereas he took a step forward, and she took a step back. He let out a sigh then and within a blink of an eye did her back end up against the wall as he trapped her with his hands on either side of her head.

"Open your mouth," he demanded and [name] looked at him confusedly.

"I said, open your fucking mouth," he repeated, and she hesitantly opened her mouth and Sanemi could only then let out a soft chuckle then, shaking his head.

"So, that's what all these were about. I thought you suffered some traumatic event during the break from middle school to high school, but it ends up with you having braces?" he asked, and [name] nodded her head.

"Want to know something?" he asked, and [name] tilts her head a little and her eyes widened as his face got closer to hers, their lips millimetres apart from one another.

"𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥,"

he whispered out as he pressed his lips against hers and she couldn't help but smile against the kiss then and soon they broke apart. His rough hand found its way to the side of her face where he gently slipped his thumb into her mouth to pry her mouth open.

"Just be confident, don't care about what others say about your braces. You are still beautiful and if anybody else fucking says otherwise, they will have to eat my fucking fists," he spoke out and [name] could only laugh softly after she had pushed his hand away from her face.

"You never change, do you?" she asked, and Sanemi had to process what she said a little longer and soon he understood since she sounded muffled due to the amount of saliva her mouth was producing now.

"I never will. Unless it's for you,"

"G-Good morning," [name] called out in a normal voice as possible and her classmates turned to look at her, noticing how she was smiling and her braces were being shown. They soon gathered around her and Sanemi could only let out a sigh then as Tengen, Obanai and Giyuu looked at him.

"Eh? [name]-chan you were wearing braces the entire time?! No wonder you are so quiet!"

And [name] could only laugh then as she turned to look at Sanemi who was at his seat, a proud smile on his face as he leaned against his chair with his arms folded behind his head. She slowly nodded her head then as she continued to engage in a conversation with her classmates.

"Looks like someone gained the confidence of being herself after becoming someone's girlfriend," Tengen spoke out and Sanemi's face turned red as he averted his gaze then.

"Good morning, Nemi," and he turned to look and noticed how [name] was standing next to him, with a confident smile on her face now, no longer hiding her braces. He couldn't help but smile then as he parted his lips to speak.

"𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞,"


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