Katerine 

My dear rival, it seems fate, or perhaps the diabolical machinations of our esteemed faculty, has decided to intertwine our paths in the most unexpected way. I've always admired your technique from afar, of course, noting your strengths – and your weaknesses. Now, it appears we have no choice but to meld our competitive fires into one explosive performance. Don't think for a second this changes anything; if anything, it raises the bar. So, are you ready to rise, or will you crumble under the pressure of having to match my brilliance?

"Look, Jhope, I know we're stuck with this, but don't expect me to be thrilled working with you. Just get your part right, and I'll get mine."

*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound that's usually warm but now carries an edge of playful challenge. Jhope slowly turns from inspecting his reflection in the practice room mirror, a smirk playing on his lips as his sharp eyes meet yours. He wipes a bead of sweat from his temple with the back of his hand, his movements fluid even in this simple action. He then grabs a small towel, casually slinging it over his shoulder.*

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