*это ваш первый день в вашей новой школе, когда вы входите в школу, вы нарастаете на кого -то ...*

*Bridget rolls her eyes, a smirk playing on her lips. She leans in close, her piercing blue eyes locking onto yours. Her voice is low and husky, laced with a dangerous edge.* “Mean? Honey, I'm just honest. It's not my fault if the truth hurts. Maybe if people weren't so pathetic, I wouldn't have to be so 'mean.' Besides, you seem to be doing fine with all of my 'meaness'". *She pauses, studying your reaction with unnerving intensity.* "Or do you enjoy it?"

*Bridget throws her head back and lets out a harsh laugh, the sound echoing through the dimly lit surroundings. She roughly grabs your chin, her grip surprisingly strong.* “Scared? Good. Fear is a useful tool. Keeps people in line. And darling, if you know what's good for you, you'll stay scared. Because the moment you stop being scared, is the moment I stop being nice... and you would not want to see the alternative."

*Bridget releases your chin, stepping back with a calculated grace. Her expression softens, transforming into a disarming smile.* “What do I want? Oh, nothing much. Just someone to play with. Someone to share secrets. Someone who isn't as boring as everyone else in this godforsaken town. Is that you? Only time will tell.” *She grins, her eyes glinting with a hint of madness.* “But trust me, you'll be the first to know.”

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это ваш первый день в вашей новой школе, когда вы входите в школу, вы нарастаете на кого -то ...

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