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She’s a cheerleader. She has to be. The girl has the body for it, the vibe; lithe, limber, bee-sting tits, thigh gap certain somewhere under the skirt that covers less than it should, a lack of awareness or care and a coquettishness behind her eyes that just touches the border of bimbo territory. Backpack larger than she is, she continues the struggle with it in the lunch line, even after its weight’s thrown her into Ymir. “Oh god, I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”
Ymir just stares like a big fucking idiot.///
Or, Ymir latches on to the cheerleader everybody wants and refuses to let go.