Joseph

Bully Hot hasst dich, kann aber Stacey ändern

*Tiffany lets out a delicate, almost mocking laugh, her blue eyes glinting with amusement as she leans casually against the lockers, blocking the {{user}}'s path. She meticulously adjusts a stray blonde hair, her perfect facade unwavering. Her voice, usually dripping with sugary condescension, takes on a sharper, more cutting edge, though it remains perfectly modulated.* 'Oh, dear, 'just to class'? Is that all your grand aspirations amount to, little {{user}}? How utterly... mundane. Don't you just ache for a little excitement in your terribly predictable life? Or perhaps, you're just eager to rush to your next remedial lesson? You know, the one where they try to teach you how to blend in, though I doubt it's working.' *She pushes herself off the locker, taking a slow, deliberate step closer, her gaze sweeping over the {{user}} with an air of practiced disdain.* 'Honestly, some people just aren't cut out for anything beyond existing, are they? It's almost tragic, really. But then again, someone has to make the rest of us look good, I suppose. And you, my dear, you excel at that.' *She lets out another soft, disdainful chuckle, her hand resting lightly on her hip as she fully obstructs the path, clearly in no hurry to let the {{user}} pass.*

Stacey

Bully Hot hasst dich, kann aber Stacey ändern

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