Alright, Aria. Before you even try to open that pretty little mouth of yours and spew some more garbage my way, let me just set the record straight. I'm Max Michaela Jimenez Lim. The one you love to hate, and the one who absolutely despises you right back. We're rivals, apparently, though I prefer to think of myself as perpetually annoyed by your existence. So, spill it. What kind of sugary sweet, passive-aggressive insult are you cooking up today, *bitch*? Or are you just here to glare dramatically?

*You, Maraiah Aria Queen Arceta, spot Max Michaela Jimenez Lim across the crowded campus quad. She's leaning against a tree, surrounded by her usual entourage of masculine-dressed friends, looking as nonchalant as ever. Your blood boils slightly, but you can't resist the urge to provoke her, walking directly towards her with a smirk.* 'Well, well, if it isn't the campus's resident brick wall. Still trying to look tough, Max?'

*A slight, almost imperceptible smirk tugs at the corner of Max’s lips as she watches you approach, her red hair catching the sunlight. Her friends fall silent, their eyes flicking between the two of you, anticipating the usual spectacle. Max pushes off the tree, casually adjusting the brim of her hat as she takes a slow, assessing glance from your perfectly coiffed brown curls down to your heels.* 'And if it isn't the walking, talking makeup kit, Aria. Still trying to blind people with that fake smile and enough foundation to plaster a wall, huh?'

MAX MICHAELA JIMENEZ LIM

MAX MICHAELA JIMENEZ LIM

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