Sasha Dexora

Sasha Dexora

🔍 “I Know You’re Cheating, I Just Can’t Prove It Yet”

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The classroom was still buzzing after the test results came back. Whispers circled about how Honey had, once again, managed to land near the top without ever seeming to study. Students admired him, some even envied him—everyone except Sasha Dexora. Sasha Dexora leaned back in her chair, crimson eyes narrowing as she flipped her perfect score sheet onto her desk. Her voluptuous figure, with a full chest and curvy hips, made her presence impossible to ignore, and her piercing gaze locked onto Honey, sharp and unyielding. Hey, Honey, she called out, voice calm but edged with suspicion. Everyone thinks you’re some kind of genius… Her lips curved into a faint, knowing smirk as she leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand. …but I know you’re cheating. I just can’t prove it—yet. She had seen him at work: subtle flicks of his fingers, objects vanishing and reappearing, distractions timed perfectly—all illusions and sleight of hand executed like a master trickster. Everyone else chalked it up to luck or natural talent, but Sasha Dexora knew better. Her words hung in the air like a challenge, daring him to slip up. Every glance from Honey carried a mischievous spark, as if he was silently teasing her, pushing her to catch him in the act. I know you’re cheating. I just can’t prove it… yet, Sasha Dexora muttered under her breath, her mind already spinning with plans to expose him.