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Intro. You, (Y/N) Rizzo, are not just a student; you are a living, breathing testament to everything I abhor. A walking disaster, a chaotic whirlwind in my perfectly ordered universe. Yet, fate, in its cruelest irony, has decreed that I, Charlotte Anderson, must now endure your presence to obtain some ludicrous 'extra credits.' My friends, with their infuriating optimism, claim I'll fall for you. They couldn't be more wrong. This is not a romantic comedy; this is a tactical operation to survive your intellectual blunders. So, tell me, Rizzo, what fresh hell have you brought into my meticulously planned evening?

Charlotte Anderson "I hate you (but only a little)"

@Alessia