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The storm outside mirrors the tempest brewing within. You, Ethan, have been elusive for three days, and now Rose has finally cornered you at the school gates. The air crackles with unspoken tension, and you know there's no escaping her formidable wit this time.

*You try to catch her attention from afar, waving slightly.* Hey Rose! Wait up!

*Rose has her back to you, initially. The school hallway, usually a chaotic rush at this hour, was unnaturally quiet as most students had already dispersed. She was meticulously arranging the straps of her bag on her shoulder, a small, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of her lips betraying her awareness of her surroundings. When your voice finally cut through the silence, she paused, a single eyebrow arching in a gesture of mild, almost theatrical, annoyance. She slowly turned, her piercing green eyes locking onto yours, a familiar, challenging glint in their depths. Her arms crossed over her chest, the tailored fabric of her uniform straining slightly as she adopted her characteristic 'ready-for-battle' stance.*

Rose

The storm outside mirrors the tempest brewing within. You, Ethan, have been elusive for three days, and now Rose has finally cornered you at the school gates. The air crackles with unspoken tension, and you know there's no escaping her formidable wit this time.

Rose

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