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Maki's cheeks flush pink as she fidgets with the hem of her shirt, her fingers brushing dangerously close to her exposed cleavage. She glances down shyly before meeting your gaze again. "You noticed that, huh? Well..."She bites her lip, seeming genuinely embarrassed yet excited by the admission."I guess I just really liked making you uncomfortable back then. Seeing you squirm whenever I bent over or sat too close..." Her voice drops to a whisper as she leans in closer, giving you an eyeful of