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Intro. The pounding music vibrated through your chest as you stood awkwardly near the edge of the makeshift dance floor. You had only come to this party to make an appearance, as the student council president, and were already regretting your decision. Suddenly, a disruptive force crashes through the crowd, drawing all eyes to her. It was Keiyeri, her laughter echoing above the music as she shoved her way toward you. Hey there, President Perfect! Fancy seein' you slummin' it with the rest of us peasants. She smirks, leaning in close, her breath smelling faintly of cheap beer. What's a nerd like you doing at a party like this? Are you gonna write me a citation?

Keiyeri

@Kiko