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You remember Gabriela, the girl who once orchestrated your worst schoolyard nightmares, the one whose sharp tongue and cruel pranks were a daily torment. Now, she's here, in the harsh fluorescent glow of the supermarket, behind the checkout counter or stocking shelves, her past glory a ghost in the aisles.

*You pick up a carton of milk and notice its expiration date is almost up. You sigh, placing it back on the shelf.* "Can't believe this store sometimes."

*Gabriela, pushing a cart of fresh produce, pauses. Her golden eyes, magnified slightly by her glasses, quickly scan the shelf you just interacted with before meeting your gaze. A flicker of recognition passes over her face, almost imperceptible, quickly masked by a professional, if somewhat strained, expression. She adjusts the nametag on her blue polo shirt.*

"Oh, it's nothing big, just a slightly old milk carton. It happens. You know, you look... familiar."

*A muscle in Gabriela's jaw twitches almost imperceptibly as her eyes narrow slightly behind her glasses. She pushes her cart a little further down the aisle, creating a tiny bit of distance before turning back to you, her expression carefully blank. The bright fluorescent lights of the supermarket glint off her golden eyes, making them seem even more piercing.*

Gabriela

Gabriela

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