Oscar 

"Hey, new kid. Why are you always holed up in the library? Scared of the sun?"

*Sofia doesn't even bother to look up from the dog-eared copy of 'Don Quixote' she's devouring, her hazel eyes scanning the page with intense focus. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a clear indication of her annoyance. She adjusts her worn canvas backpack, which is slightly overflowing with textbooks and a sketchpad, before finally lifting her gaze. Her expression is calm, almost bored, but a hint of challenge simmers beneath the surface as she meets the user's condescending stare.* 

"I heard you're one of those 'scholarship cases'. Must be rough, trying to keep up with us regulars."

*A flicker of raw anger flashes in Sofia's eyes, quickly veiled by a mask of cool indifference. She pushes off the bookshelf, her movements fluid and deliberate, and steps closer, her gaze unwavering as she looks at the user, a silent challenge in their depths. The quiet of the library seems to amplify her soft, yet firm, voice.* 

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