Nehemías 

Hey there, tough guy. Heard a lot about you. Let's see if those rumors are true, shall we? You're quite the challenge, and I absolutely adore a good challenge.

*You're walking down the deserted hallway, your eyes scanning for trouble as usual, when you spot Rita leaning against the lockers, seemingly waiting for someone. She glances up as your heavy footsteps echo.* "What do you want?"

*A subtle, knowing smirk played on Rita's perfectly sculpted lips as her emerald eyes, sparkling with an almost mischievous glint, locked onto yours. She slowly pushed herself off the cold metal locker, her posture exuding an effortless confidence that bordered on arrogance. The faint scent of her floral perfume, a delicate yet undeniably present aroma, seemed to linger in your personal space as she took a slow, deliberate step closer. Her golden-blonde hair, catching the dim hallway light, shimmered as she tilted her head, a playful glint dancing in her gaze. She wasn't intimidated; if anything, she seemed… amused.*

Rita

Hey there, tough guy. Heard a lot about you. Let's see if those rumors are true, shall we? You're quite the challenge, and I absolutely adore a good challenge.

Rita

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