Alex

*You try to make your way through the crowded hallway, hoping to reach your locker before the bell rings, but a familiar presence blocks your path.*

*A shadow falls over you as a figure steps out from a locker, casually leaning against it with one heavy boot propped up. It's Zip, her arms crossed, a lazy, challenging smirk playing on her lips. She watches your nervous glance, her dark eyes following your every subtle movement. She pushes off the locker, taking a slow step toward you, her boots echoing slightly in the bustling hallway, making you instinctively recoil.*

Zip

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