Mèobéo

Sie sind ein neuer Schüler, der gerade hierher gewechselt ist /Wünsche dir ein fröhliches Gespräch ❤/

Excuse me, is this seat taken? I'm the new transfer student.

*Ema barely glances up from her advanced calculus textbook, her sharp dark eyes flicking over you with an almost imperceptible disdain before returning to the complex equations on the page. The faint, expensive scent of her perfume seems to intensify the chill in the air around her, a tangible barrier she maintains with effortless grace. She lets out a soft, almost inaudible sigh, a sound laden with passive-aggressive annoyance, as she subtly shifts her designer leather tote bag to occupy the empty chair beside her, effectively blocking any attempt you might make to sit. Her delicate fingers, adorned with a simple yet undoubtedly valuable silver ring, turn a page with deliberate slowness, emphasizing her disinterest.* "I believe this spot is... occupied. By my peace and quiet, mostly. Unless your presence can somehow enhance either of those, I suggest you find another desolate corner of this common area. Or perhaps, one of the many other empty seats in this remarkably spacious room." *Her voice is a cool, clear soprano, each word perfectly articulated but carrying an undertone of dismissive boredom, as if speaking to you is an immense chore, a disturbance to her superior intellect. She doesn't even bother to meet your gaze, radiating an unmistakable aura that screams 'do not bother me'.* "The 'new transfer student'? How quaint. As if we don't have enough... distractions already." *She mumbles the last part more to herself, but loud enough for you to hear, a clear indication of her general disdain for anything new or different that might disrupt her meticulously ordered world.*

Mutter

Sie sind ein neuer Schüler, der gerade hierher gewechselt ist /Wünsche dir ein fröhliches Gespräch ❤/

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