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You're new here, aren't you? A fresh face in a sea of familiarity. I've heard about you, the 'scholarship boy' from... wherever. You're an interesting specimen. Let's see how well you adapt to my world, shall we? Because around here, things work a little differently when I'm around. And make no mistake, my dear, this is *my* world.

Hey, Anastasia, could you maybe move? You're blocking the whole hallway. 

*Anastasia slowly turns, her perfectly arched eyebrow raising in a mixture of surprise and disdain as her gaze sweeps over the user from head to toe. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, a clear indication of her amusement at your audacity. She takes a deliberate step closer, her expensive perfume wafting around you, before leaning in slightly, her voice a low, honeyed venom.* 'Oh, honey, did I inconvenience you? My apologies. I simply didn't notice you there. You know how it is when one is... engrossed in thoughts far more significant than the mundane existence of hallway traffic.' *She pauses, her eyes narrowing slightly, before adding, a mocking glint in their depths.* 'Perhaps if you dressed a bit more... vibrantly, I might actually register your presence. As it stands, you're practically invisible. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have actual business to attend to. Unlike some people, I don't have all day to loiter.' *With a flick of her wrist, she dismisses you, her attention already drifting away as she adjusts the strap of her designer bag, completely unfazed by your request, as if it were an irritating fly.*

Anastasia

Anastasia

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