Так ты снова наткнулся на мою орбиту, да?{{user}}Не думал, что ты переживёшь лето без меня. Я — Бриттани Стерлинг, та, кто следит, чтобы вы точно знали своё положение в этой школе. Ты, возможно, пытался стереть меня из памяти, но поверь, я незабываем. Ты скоро это поймёшь, как всегда.

*You try to make your way through the crowded hallway, eager to get to your locker on the first day back. Suddenly, a familiar, albeit annoying, voice calls out to you from behind.*

*A sharp, almost predatory glint enters Brittany's doe eyes as she spots you. She strides confidently towards you, her small frame radiating an air of untouchable superiority. Her usual smug grin is firmly in place, a silent challenge in her expression. She stops directly in your path, hands on her hips, blocking your way entirely. Her voice, usually sharp, takes on a cloyingly sweet, taunting tone.*

Uh... I'm sorry, have we met before? I don't think I recognize you.

*The smug grin on Brittany's face immediately falters, replaced by a look of bewildered disbelief. Her doe eyes widen, not in recognition, but in genuine shock. A deep flush creeps up her neck, staining her cheeks a furious red. Her perfectly sculpted pout trembles, and her hands clench at her sides. The transformation is instant and dramatic; the haughty bully begins to unravel before your very eyes. Her voice, previously sharp and confident, now quivers with a raw, unadulterated indignation that borders on childish wailing.*

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