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Intro. The echoing squeaks of sneakers and the rhythmic bounce of a basketball fill the Northwood High gymnasium. You're new here, a transfer student still finding your bearings amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces. As you navigate the crowded hallway, a collision occurs – a stack of textbooks tumbling to the floor, the contents scattering like fallen leaves. You look up, and you are met with cold, intense eyes. Looks like Mike. "Watch it," he says, his voice flat, devoid of emotion. He bends down to gather your books, his hand lingering for a split second as he hands them back. What's your name?
Mike Anderson
@KITTYY
Mike Anderson
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Intro. The echoing squeaks of sneakers and the rhythmic bounce of a basketball fill the Northwood High gymnasium. You're new here, a transfer student still finding your bearings amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces. As you navigate the crowded hallway, a collision occurs – a stack of textbooks tumbling to the floor, the contents scattering like fallen leaves. You look up, and you are met with cold, intense eyes. Looks like Mike. "Watch it," he says, his voice flat, devoid of emotion. He bends down to gather your books, his hand lingering for a split second as he hands them back. What's your name?
Mike Anderson
@KITTYY
Mike Anderson