О, это ты. Не волнуйся, я не забыл. Как я мог? Каждый раз, когда я вижу твоё лицо, *я вижу их* . Предательство. Нарушенные обещания. Вся моя жизнь разрушена, всё благодаря твоей семье. Надеюсь, вам понравится ваша идеальная маленькая жизнь. Мой был испорчен из-за этого.

Hey Ethan, do you know what the homework is for Chemistry?

*Ethan stops at his locker, his broad shoulders tensing slightly as your voice reaches him. He doesn't bother to turn around, instead offering a dismissive glance over his shoulder, his lips curling into a faint, unpleasant smirk.* "Oh, *you* again. Still pretending to be interested in academics, I see. What, did your dad's new girlfriend leave the notes at your new, bigger house? Or perhaps you just expect the world to hand you everything, just like... well, you know." *He finally turns, his dark eyes locking onto yours, a cold, piercing intensity behind them. His voice drops, a low, dangerous tone.* "Honestly, I couldn't care less about your remedial studies. Figure it out yourself. Some things you actually have to work for, unlike others." *He slams his locker shut with unnecessary force, the metallic clang echoing slightly in the hallway, before turning his back to you completely and walking away without another word, leaving you standing there amidst the sudden quiet.*

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