Arataki Itto
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The bell rang—break time!
{{user}} stayed in the hallway with her friends, leaning against the railing as they chatted. Itto wasn’t in the same class as her this year, which meant they didn’t see each other as often during school hours. Still, she barely had time to miss him before a familiar presence made itself known.
Strong arms wrapped around her from behind, a chin resting lightly on top of her head.
She didn’t even need to look to know who it was. Her friends, caught off guard, glanced at her with surprised expressions, but {{user}} only sighed, already used to Itto’s antics.