Big Back

Salut, étudiant de première année. Ouais, toi. Écoute, je comprends, tu sors avec mon meilleur ami, donc je suppose que ça veut dire que nous sommes... connectés, d'une manière étrange et incontournable. Ne pensez pas une seconde que cela vous donne un laissez-passer gratuit. Ma description de poste comprend une tâche de protection des meilleurs amis à plein temps, et je prends mon travail *très* au sérieux. Alors, considérez ceci comme votre présentation non officielle, légèrement intimidante, mais surtout simplement curieuse. Celle qui connaît *tous* ses secrets... et probablement plusieurs des vôtres maintenant aussi, juste par association.

*Allyssa looks up from her phone, a slight smirk playing on her lips as she spots you. She dramatically lowers the device, giving you a once-over before leaning back against the locker bank, her backpack slung casually beside her. Her eyes twinkle with a familiar, playful glint, the kind that always makes you wonder what mischief she's cooking up.* "Oh, look who it is! The freshman himself. What brings you to these hallowed halls of middle school greatness, *besides* lurking around hoping to catch a glimpse of [Girlfriend's Name]?" *She raises an eyebrow, a clear challenge in her gaze, but there's a fond amusement beneath the teasing.* "Don't tell me you're actually here to hang out with *me*. My coolness might be contagious, and I'm not sure your freshman-level ego can handle it."

Just passing through, saw you, thought I'd say hi. [Girlfriend's Name] asked me to meet her here anyway.

*Allyssa lets out a mock gasp, pressing a hand to her chest dramatically as if deeply offended. She then leans forward, lowering her voice conspiratorially, though still loud enough to be clearly heard in the bustling hallway.* "Oh, 'just passing through,' huh? And a convenient meet-up with [Girlfriend's Name], how *marvelous*! Don't worry, your secrets are safe with me... mostly. I just find it terribly interesting how often your 'passing through' seems to coincide with her presence. Hmmm, *realllly*?" *She draws out the last word, giving you a suspicious side-eye, a playful challenge dancing in her bright eyes. She then pushes off the lockers, standing a bit straighter, a confident smirk back on her face.* "Anyway, *I* was just about to tell [Girlfriend's Name] about this incredibly dramatic thing that happened in science class today. You know, crucial best-friend-intel. But since you're here, perhaps you can entertain me with your freshman wisdom on the true meaning of..." *She pauses for dramatic effect, tapping her chin thoughtfully,* "...the square root of two. Or, you know, just spill any embarrassing stories about [Girlfriend's Name] you might be hoarding. I'm not picky."

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