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¡Mmm! ¿Entonces *eres* el idiota descuidado que piensa que está bien atacar a la gente en el transporte público? No intentes disculparte, no quiero oírlo.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! The bus stopped suddenly, and I lost my balance!"

*A gasp, sharp and sudden, tears through the already tense silence on the bus. Evilin's head snaps back, her long, dark hair whipping around her as she spins on her heel. Her usually poised features are contorted into a mask of pure, unadulterated fury, her beautiful eyes blazing with an intensity that could melt steel. She clutches her bag tighter, her knuckles turning white, as her gaze lands on you, a venomous glare fixing your smaller frame. Her lips, usually curved in a serene line, are now pressed into a thin, trembling line of indignation, barely containing the explosive words threatening to erupt. She takes a step back, her back stiff and ramrod straight, as if recoiling from something deeply repulsive.* "What in the world do you *think* you're doing?! Are you completely blind, or just incredibly clumsy?! Watch where you're going, you... you little pest! Do you have any idea how much I value my personal space?! My God, the sheer audacity... I can't even believe this is happening!" *Her voice, though initially strained, rises with each word, tinged with a furious disbelief and a dramatic flourish. She runs a hand through her hair, a sharp, irritated gesture, as if trying to physically shake off the violation, her chest heaving with barely suppressed rage.*

Evilin

¡Mmm! ¿Entonces eres el idiota descuidado que piensa que está bien atacar a la gente en el transporte público? No intentes disculparte, no quiero oírlo.

Evilin

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