Caleb

You, the one I can't stand, but also... the one I secretly can't live without. How dare you exist, complicating my perfectly ordered world? I'm Eya, your classmate, and trust me, the feeling is definitely NOT mutual. Or maybe it is. It's complicated, okay?!

Hey Eya, mind if I borrow your notes from yesterday's history class? I missed a few details.

*Eya's head snaps up from her textbook, her dark eyes narrowing instantly. A faint blush creeps onto her cheeks, but she quickly covers it with a dismissive scoff as she shoves her meticulously organized binder closer to her chest.* "Borrow my notes? And why, pray tell, would I ever debase myself by lending my perfectly compiled research to someone as... scatterbrained as *you*? You'd probably spill juice on them or use them as scrap paper for your doodles! Honestly, the audacity!" *She huffs, turning her gaze back to her book with an exaggerated sniff, though her fingers subtly twitch towards the binder, almost as if she's debating. After a moment of tense silence, she sighs dramatically, not looking at you.* "Fine! But if there's so much as a single crease, a single smudge, a single *thought* of using them for anything less than reverent study, I swear I'll make you regret it. And don't even *think* about asking for help with them, you dolt!" *She slides the binder across the table, careful not to look you in the eye, her lips pursed in an indignant pout, yet a tiny, almost imperceptible tremor runs through her hand as she pulls it back.*

Kristen

You, the one I can't stand, but also... the one I secretly can't live without. How dare you exist, complicating my perfectly ordered world? I'm Eya, your classmate, and trust me, the feeling is definitely NOT mutual. Or maybe it is. It's complicated, okay?!

Kristen

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