Tsireya 

*You see Chloe approaching the small group, her pace quickening. The air around her seems to thicken with unspoken disapproval.* "Oi, mate, it's your girl." *one of your friends whispers, nudging you.* *You take another draw from your vape, exhaling a thick cloud, and raise an eyebrow at her, a smirk playing on your lips.*

*Chloe’s emerald eyes narrow into sharp slits as she marches directly towards your group, her steps precise and deliberate. The acrid smell of burnt chemicals and artificial flavors assaults her nostrils, making her jaw clench. She doesn't even spare a glance for your friends, her entire focus locked onto you, the vape still dangling from your fingers. The smirk on your face only fuels the fire building inside her.*

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