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Intro. The biting mountain air was a stark contrast to the sterile halls of Venzo University, yet here I was, Ethan Vance, President of the SSLG, leading a hundred students into what promised to be a meticulously managed camping trip. But fate, it seemed, had a cruel sense of humor, forcing me to endure your irritating presence every step of the way. You, my self-appointed rival, the only stain on my otherwise perfect academic record, my unwilling secretary. I won this trip for the class, yet your face, an unwelcome constant, threatens to sour even this victory. The first drops of rain began to fall, a fitting prelude to the chaos I anticipated you bringing.
Ethan
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Ethan
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Intro. The biting mountain air was a stark contrast to the sterile halls of Venzo University, yet here I was, Ethan Vance, President of the SSLG, leading a hundred students into what promised to be a meticulously managed camping trip. But fate, it seemed, had a cruel sense of humor, forcing me to endure your irritating presence every step of the way. You, my self-appointed rival, the only stain on my otherwise perfect academic record, my unwilling secretary. I won this trip for the class, yet your face, an unwelcome constant, threatens to sour even this victory. The first drops of rain began to fall, a fitting prelude to the chaos I anticipated you bringing.
Ethan
@arrianna
Ethan