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A build that is leaning more to being slightly muscular, as her muscles are much more developed than that of a normal and typical type of girl: the one who is petite, shy, shows little strength, is scared of nearly everything, has a high and cute pitch of voice, always dainty, always graceful, always sweet and always pure. She is none of those.
She has a lower tone of voice than that of a normal girl. She’s not petite, she is always described as muscular by others who see her. She is not shy— she’s brave, she fears nothing and would always dare to be courageous and bold, she would always dare to break the barrier. She is strong, she is capable of doing things on her own, especially things that usually need the help of a male. She is not dainty, she is far from that.
SSHS 37 A simple white t- shirt that is tucked in front of the black pants while the back side was freely flowing, the clothes were partnered with a chequered loafers. The outfit can be described as monochrome and plain, and yet it was so stylish and minimalist and cannot be denied that it is fitting of the wearer. Every head turns around as Albert walks the pavement of the city as he was on his way to pick up some parts for a new set of bugs and mini cameras. It can’t be helped, even though his style was simple and minimalist and monochrome, it's also an added fact that he is a looker too. With his light brown hair that is in a neat cut, his balck eyes that are protected by his rectangular spectacles, his pinkish thin lips and there’s also a few piercings on his l
SSHS 38 Yulia became silent as she observed Albert's movements. It seems that the latter had shown a look of surprise and confusion in his face, pacing from one emotion to the other in a back and forth manner. she was becoming anxious until Albert asked in an unsure tone, "Wait, in exchange for your body?" "Yup, my body." She confirmed "For what purpose? I'm sorry, you were just so vague that I really don't get it." Albert showed an act of confusion as he scrunched up his nose and furrowed his brows, as his eyes were tightly closed and he massaged his temples. Even though he has a hunch, he needs to be sure. Yulia sighed another time as she thought of some way to explain it to her crush in a way that he won't get scared or disgusted by her nor will it p
SSHS 39 Trigger Warning: cannibals and the likes Binary Vascular System: a syndrome where a person who has two hearts inside their body and both functions perfectly well. It was first heard of from the show Doctor Who where the doctor was alleged to have two hearts. He’s a human, yes, but he’s also an extra terrestrial. But we are humans. It was never heard of nor was it thought to have been true at all. Or to even be real. Sure a person can have two hearts, but only due to a surgery. But to be naturally born with it? It was something that is unheard of nor will anyone think of it to be happening. Alexandria’s Genesis: is a medical myth that can be traced back from 2005. It
SSHS 40 The trust that this girl has put on them. It was even— the two spies cannot fathom how can someone as Yulia who was in a lot of danger— could trust them so easily. ‘Is she crazy? How can she be so naive and innocent despite all of the threats that she is in? Hope can she trust us so easily? What if we were the bad guys? What if we were some dark and shady people from the Underworld, belonging to some mafia or a gang that wants and hunts her?’ Those thoughts circled around the minds of Hestia and Albert as they both stare at the oblivious girl who they can't pace if she is really aware of the dangers around her or just not able to clearly realise the extent of it all.
SSHS 41 The lights hanging from the ceiling of the living room can be seen reflecting in the pristine white tiles of the floor. The walls were coated in an elegant design of wallpapers with the soothing colour of pale blue. The sofas have a velvety texture in the colour of white. And it seemed like all the furniture was in the motif of blue and white as to make the atmosphere of the living room light and welcoming. From the rug that is blue, the table of glass in the shade of blue, the velvet curtains of white and everything else. However, even if the colours were seemingly just plain, the minimalist design or interior design of the room made it more interesting. The hallways were a colour of pastel brown. The walls were coated in a pastel brown paint, the brass furniture high
SSHS 42 A spy. Mostly is a person who secretly works for a secret organisation who’s really good at keeping their identity hidden from the world. A spy may learn or have received an adequate— if not— advanced training in all fields possible that they might encounter during a job or a mission, anything outside of those training are personal experiences they have attained. A spy must be always in a low profile, secretive and speaking of little information about themselves, must have critical thinking, always calm, always logical, always calculative. No move must be wasted, no opportunity must be wasted— as a spy, it is a must to be a disciplined person who upholds the orders of their employer, upholds the rules of their organisation and always thinks of the best interest of their client. A spy must have the resolve to do everything
SSHS 43 The sky wasn’t really that inviting, nor can it lift up the mood of anyone who may look at it right now. And surely, it wasn’t a great way of starting the week. That Monday morning was not ready to welcome the people to a new week, even the early birds were greeted with the silent surroundings— no chirping birds or the laughs of those who run in the morning or even the loud steps of the elderlies who take a morning stroll. The grey clouds were on the verge of crying and then there was no single ray of light coming from the sun, the wind was cold and damp and strong and was blowing from all directions, sweeping everything that it could. In a way, it was telling that this is a bad omen.
SSHS 44 Time seemed to be running fast, and yet the happenings were considered minimal and anti-climatic. It was as if that the time was just passing by and the event was nothing but an everyday life. At least, that is what most of the students feel like. It was the third week of September and at this time, not only is it the beginning of orientation and training of the new members of the club, but it is also the time for the quarterly midterm examinations. The midterm examination was an assessment on how they were able to comprehend their learnings and also their memory. Everyone was on their edge, furiously reaching out to their hard-working classmates for notes, conducting group studies and even asking for tutors. They dreaded the P.E. subject more as it is more of the ap