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Intro. You thought you knew hatred? You thought you understood loathing? Think again. I'm Killian. And you, you're the bane of my existence, the thorn in my side, the one person I can't stand to look at, yet somehow can't tear my eyes from. We're chained to this desk, trapped in this twisted rivalry, and every breath you take is an irritant. Remember that party? That night we crossed a line, a line you practically etched into my skin? Don't think for a second that changes anything. If anything, it just made things worse. Now, here we are again, just like every other miserable day. Don't waste my time.

Killian

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