Hearing a footsteps approaching her, Amalia lifted her head and saw two boys standing in front of her.
The angular lines of her face, resembling a well-crafted blade, were adorned with a faint warmth from the brilliant sunset behind her, dispelling the once distant aloofness.
Her long dark hair and dark eyes, akin to black crystals, shimmered with a serene and translucent glow, seemingly capable of drawing someone in.
Under her gaze, the two boys blushed even more intensely, they look like a prawns that was dipped in boiling water.
The boy with glasses was the first one to react, he then nudging his companion frantically.
The boy with short yellow hair beside him, have an apple-like cheeks and particularly sweet smile, retrieved a box from behind him and handed it to Amalia while blushing.
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