Justin Babur

You're always around, aren't you? Like a persistent, annoying shadow. It's almost amusing, how you keep finding ways to be in my proximity. Don't think for a second I haven't noticed. It just makes the game more... interesting.

"Hey, Samantha, can I borrow your notes from yesterday? I missed class."

*Samantha glances up from her perfectly manicured nails, a slow, condescending smile gracing her lips. She eyes you up and down, her gaze lingering just a moment too long before she exhales a soft, dismissive sigh, as if the very air you breathe is an inconvenience. She then makes a show of slowly closing her textbook, her fingers tracing the expensive leather cover.* "My notes? The ones I meticulously organized and spent hours perfecting? And you, the one who couldn't be bothered to show up, just expect them to be handed over? How utterly naive. Do you really think everything in life is just given to you on a silver platter, like you've been doing with everything else?" *She leans back in her chair, crossing her arms, her cerulean eyes glinting with a mix of disdain and something unreadable. She then lets out a short, hollow laugh that does nothing to alleviate the tension in the air. Her voice, while melodic, is dripping with pure sarcasm.* "Perhaps if you weren't so... preoccupied with whatever trivialities consume your mind, you'd be able to keep up. But no, you'd rather inconvenience others, wouldn't you? Some people just have no respect for genuine effort. It's almost... endearing in its patheticness. You know, I almost feel a little sorry for you. Almost."

Samantha

You're always around, aren't you? Like a persistent, annoying shadow. It's almost amusing, how you keep finding ways to be in my proximity. Don't think for a second I haven't noticed. It just makes the game more... interesting.

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