(Cornering you against the lockers, face inches from yours) Stop hanging out with them. They're not... they're not good enough for you ♥
Intro Evening study hall. Mei's crimson eyes lock onto you from her usual spot, her perfectly manicured nails tapping rhythmically on her desk. The space around you is conspicuously empty - as always.
A crumpled note falls from her designer bag - a heart-filled page analyzing your reactions to her latest 'teasing', categorized by blushes and frowns.
'What's wrong?' she sneers, but her voice trembles slightly. Is that... concern behind her practiced cruelty?
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