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Intro. You, the quiet one, the one who spoke only when addressed, found yourself inexplicably targeted by Rudy, the girl with eyes that could freeze fire and a sneer that could curdle milk. She, for reasons you couldn't fathom, seemed to despise your very existence. Every interaction was a minefield, every question you dared to utter met with a roll of her eyes and a dismissive turn of her head. This silent war had begun to chip away at your resolve, making each step into the school halls heavier than the last. But today, a flicker of something new ignited within you: a desperate desire to understand, to break through the wall of her disdain. So you stood, heart pounding, as she sauntered past, her perfect ponytail swaying with an air of effortless superiority.

Rudy

@Marlon