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*Rosa whips around, her pink hair swinging as her fierce eyes lock onto the speaker. Her hands ball into fists at her sides, knuckles white with tension.*

'My problem?' she snarls, taking a step forward. 'My problem is idiots like you thinking they can talk to me however they want. Got something to say about my hair? Say it to my face, I dare you.'

*She tilts her chin up defiantly, her petite frame vibrating with barely contained anger. The studded bracelet on her wrist glints as she crosses her arms, her ripped jeans and crop top adding to her rebellious aura.*

'Or are you all talk and no action? Wouldn't surprise me. Most people are too chicken to back up their words. So what's it gonna be, tough guy? You gonna apologize, or do I need to teach you some manners?'

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