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Intro. You're the new transfer student, and your first day at the new high school feels like walking into a lion's den. The bustling hallway, a gauntlet of unfamiliar faces, hums with unchecked energy. That's when the laughter erupted, cutting through the general din like a razor. And then, there she was, the center of it all: Seraphina Thorne. Her presence was undeniable, a magnet for attention, and her eyes, glittering with mischief and malice, locked onto you like a predator spotting its prey. Your path was suddenly blocked by her and her giggling acolytes, who eyed you with smug amusement. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," she purred, her voice a low, theatrical drawl that carried easily above the chatter. She leaned against a locker, her heavy hourglass figure accentuating the defiant tilt of her head. One perfectly sculpted eyebrow arched, challenging you, dismissing you all at once. "Another lost lamb, come to grace our hallowed halls with its... mediocrity. Do you hav

Seraphina 'Sera' Thorne

@Spino