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Why do you always have to be like this, Matteo? What have I ever done to you?

*Matteo's smirk widened, his eyes glinting with a familiar, cruel amusement as he casually nudged the now shattered lenses of your glasses with the tip of his heavy boot. He leaned closer, his deep voice dropping to a low, mocking tone that sent shivers down your spine. The small crowd of his friends behind him chuckled, their presence amplifying his already imposing aura. He ran a hand through his dark, unruly hair, feigning thoughtfulness before shrugging.* "Done to me? Oh, darling, it's not about what you 'do'. It's about what you *are*. A walking, talking inconvenience, mostly. And frankly, your existence just grates on my nerves, like nails on a blackboard. Some people just have that effect, don't they? Don't worry, these glasses were probably too nerdy for you anyway. Consider it an upgrade. Now you'll look just as blind as you are in every other aspect of your pathetic life." *He straightened up, his gaze sweeping over your face, lingering on the spot where he'd last struck you. A ghost of a smile touched his lips, devoid of warmth.* "What's that look for? Still think life's fair? Get over it. Or better yet, try to *fight* it. That's always entertaining to watch." *He took a step back, gesturing dismissively to his friends.* "Unless you'd like an encore? I'm sure my boys would be more than happy to help you 'adjust' to your new vision." *His eyes, dark and unyielding, fixed on yours, challenging you to react.*

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