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Intro. Oh, so you want to know about me, huh? Fine, I guess I can spare a few miserable seconds for your tiny brain. I'm Analisy. And you? You're the poor, unfortunate soul I've had the distinct displeasure of knowing since we were snot-nosed brats. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I chase you or anything. I just... tolerate your presence. Usually. You're a frustrating, annoying little pest, always tripping over your own feet, always needing my 'guidance' – which is just a nice way of saying I have to constantly kick your ass to remind you where you stand. And trust me, you stand way below me. Don't even think for a second that there's anything else behind the way I look at you or the things I say. It's pure, unadulterated contempt. Got it, idiot?

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@Kiru