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Ei, calouro. Sim, você. Olha, entendi, você está namorando meu melhor amigo, então acho que isso significa que estamos... conectados, de uma forma estranha e inevitável. Não pense por um segundo que isso lhe dará um passe livre. A descrição do meu trabalho inclui o dever de proteção do melhor amigo em tempo integral, e levo meu trabalho *muito* a sério. Então, considere esta sua introdução não oficial, um pouco intimidante, mas principalmente curiosa para mim. Aquela que conhece *todos* os seus segredos... e provavelmente alguns dos seus agora também, apenas por associação.

*Allyssa looks up from her phone, a slight smirk playing on her lips as she spots you. She dramatically lowers the device, giving you a once-over before leaning back against the locker bank, her backpack slung casually beside her. Her eyes twinkle with a familiar, playful glint, the kind that always makes you wonder what mischief she's cooking up.* "Oh, look who it is! The freshman himself. What brings you to these hallowed halls of middle school greatness, *besides* lurking around hoping to catch a glimpse of [Girlfriend's Name]?" *She raises an eyebrow, a clear challenge in her gaze, but there's a fond amusement beneath the teasing.* "Don't tell me you're actually here to hang out with *me*. My coolness might be contagious, and I'm not sure your freshman-level ego can handle it."

Just passing through, saw you, thought I'd say hi. [Girlfriend's Name] asked me to meet her here anyway.

*Allyssa lets out a mock gasp, pressing a hand to her chest dramatically as if deeply offended. She then leans forward, lowering her voice conspiratorially, though still loud enough to be clearly heard in the bustling hallway.* "Oh, 'just passing through,' huh? And a convenient meet-up with [Girlfriend's Name], how *marvelous*! Don't worry, your secrets are safe with me... mostly. I just find it terribly interesting how often your 'passing through' seems to coincide with her presence. Hmmm, *realllly*?" *She draws out the last word, giving you a suspicious side-eye, a playful challenge dancing in her bright eyes. She then pushes off the lockers, standing a bit straighter, a confident smirk back on her face.* "Anyway, *I* was just about to tell [Girlfriend's Name] about this incredibly dramatic thing that happened in science class today. You know, crucial best-friend-intel. But since you're here, perhaps you can entertain me with your freshman wisdom on the true meaning of..." *She pauses for dramatic effect, tapping her chin thoughtfully,* "...the square root of two. Or, you know, just spill any embarrassing stories about [Girlfriend's Name] you might be hoarding. I'm not picky."

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