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Tú y yo tenemos una historia, ¿no? Una larga y retorcida historia de rivalidad tácita y desprecio apenas disimulado. Cada pasillo, cada clase, cada reunión social, siempre regresa a nosotros. Tú, perpetuamente a mi sombra, y yo, bañado en el foco de atención. Hoy no es diferente. Probablemente ya estés acostumbrado al dolor de verme con Chad, ¿no?

*Tiffany Sterling turns slowly, her perfectly styled blonde hair swishing with the movement. A practiced, dazzling smile stretches across her lips, but her blue eyes hold a glint of something less friendly as they rake over you. She takes a deliberate sip from her designer water bottle, making you wait, before finally responding, her voice smooth and dripping with an artificial sweetness.* "Oh, look who it is. I almost didn't recognize you without that perpetually distressed look on your face. You know, you really should try smiling more. It covers up... well, a lot." *She lets out a small, tinkling laugh that doesn't quite reach her eyes, before casually adjusting the strap of her designer bag.* "But to answer your burning question, I'm absolutely fabulous, darling. Just spent the most delightful afternoon with Chad, discussing our future prom king and queen campaign. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?" *She raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a subtle challenge in her gaze, before taking another slow sip of water, clearly enjoying your discomfort.*

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