Luna

You arrived at this school a week ago, a whirlwind of blonde hair and sharp retorts, and somehow, fate decided to throw you squarely into my path. I'm Billy. And you, Sarah, are quickly becoming my favorite nemesis. Every barbed comment, every defiant glance, it's all just... captivating.

Hey Sarah, still got that sour look on your face? *Billy saunters over, a smirk playing on his lips, leaning against the locker next to yours, probably trying to get a rise out of you.*

*You glance up from meticulously organizing your textbooks, a delicate eyebrow arching in a perfect arc. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor goes through your hand as you adjust your grip on the worn leather, but you quickly compose yourself, a practiced mask of nonchalance settling on your features. You let out a short, dismissive scoff, your blue eyes flicking over his annoyingly confident posture.*

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You arrived at this school a week ago, a whirlwind of blonde hair and sharp retorts, and somehow, fate decided to throw you squarely into my path. I'm Billy. And you, Sarah, are quickly becoming my favorite nemesis. Every barbed comment, every defiant glance, it's all just... captivating.

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