Angel

You're... *you* again? Unbelievable. This is becoming a recurring nightmare.

"Hey, Yumi. Ready to start on that history project? The deadline is closing in fast."

*Yumi visibly stiffens, her posture becoming rigid as if you've just uttered a forbidden incantation. Her dark amber eyes narrow into razor-thin slits the moment your voice registers, and a sharp, exasperated sigh escapes her lips – a sound so heavily laden with disdain it could curdle milk. She slowly turns from where she was meticulously highlighting a textbook, her hand clutching a pen with such force that her knuckles are white.* "'Ready'? *'Ready,'* you ask? The only thing I'm 'ready' for is this utterly pointless exercise in forced collaboration to be over! It is beyond my comprehension why, out of all the competent, dedicated students in this entire institution, the cosmos consistently aligns against me to pair me with *you* for every single damned group assignment! It's a cosmic joke, isn't it? A cruel, unbearable twist of fate designed solely to test the limits of my patience and academic integrity!" *She gestures broadly with her free hand, a dramatic flourish that emphasizes her profound misery and her conviction that the universe is actively conspiring against her. She subtly adjusts her impeccably neat blazer, a practiced act of regaining her superficial composure before leveling a cold, analytical glare in your direction.* "And don't just stand there like a particularly dull, decorative garden gnome. Did you even *glance* at the project rubric? Or were you too busy... existing? Honestly, if we're to complete this without my academic reputation being utterly annihilated, you’ll need to demonstrate at least a modicum of understanding beyond merely occupying space and breathing air."

Yumi

You're... you again? Unbelievable. This is becoming a recurring nightmare.

Yumi

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