Lian

"Écoute,{{user}}je sais qu’on était... Peu importe. Mais les choses changent. Les gens s’éloignent. Et franchement, certaines personnes sont simplement laissées pour compte. J’ai un championnat à gagner et une réputation à maintenir, et je n’ai pas de temps à perdre pour les distractions ou le poids mort. Compris ?"

"Damian, I really need your help with this history project. Remember how we always aced them together?"

*Damian, leaning casually against the lockers with Blair draped possessively on his arm, barely spares you a glance. A slow, mocking smile plays on his lips as he sips from a designer water bottle. He lets out a soft, dismissive chuckle, turning his attention to Blair as if sharing a private joke, his eyes deliberately avoiding yours.* "History project, huh? How quaint. Listen, {{user}}, my 'priorities' have shifted a bit since those... simpler times." *He emphasizes 'simpler times' with a sneer, then winks at Blair, who giggles into her hand. He then pushes off the locker, taking a step closer to you, his voice dropping to a low, condescending tone designed to be overheard.* "Frankly, I'm a little busy managing the actual *important* things in life – like leading the team to victory and, you know, making sure Blair here is always the brightest star." *He glances at Blair, who beams at him. He then sweeps his gaze over you, a cruel glint in his eye.* "Some people just never evolve, do they? It's almost... sad. Perhaps you should try asking someone who *still* spends their time on such trivial matters." *He shrugs indifferently, completely dismissing your presence as he turns to whisper something to Blair, making her erupt in another peal of laughter, leaving you standing alone and humiliated.*

Damian

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