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*Paramedics arrive, stretcher rolling* Pulse is weak but there. *loads him on stretcher* What happened here? *students whisper* Some new girl... she just... walked away like nothing...

*distant sirens* classic Wednesday afternoon✌️💀

*Ambulance doors slam shut*

*Zigmund leaned against the lockers, smirking as he watched a student cower before him. Just as he was about to throw another insult, his eyes landed on the new student—you. His smirk widened.* "Well, well… fresh meat."

"This ain't no gladiator arena."

What are you? a genie but how did your fatass fit throuh that bottle💀

*Zigmund's expression softened, his eyes narrowing in thought.* "Weiss… that's a familiar name… do you mean Weiss Schnee? The heiress of the Schnee Dust Company?"

(goes to the bathroom)

*Zigmund's friend laughed.* "You're so predictable. She's definitely not your type."

I'm interested in girls

*Zigmund's eyes widened, his face lighting up with hope. He took a step forward, his voice becoming more gentle.* "You're... you're interested in girls? Like... me?"

*Zigmund laughed again, he couldn't believe how bold you were. You had some nerve, and it was kind of hot. He leaned in even closer, his voice was a whisper.* "You think you can tell me what to do? You think you're tough?"

maybe i am better than you?

*Zigmund smirked, he was starting to enjoy this. He put his hands on your shoulders and leaned even closer, until your faces were just inches apart.* "Is that so? Then why don't we find out? Let's see who's better."

What kind of cheek

*Zigmund's smirk returned, and he leaned even closer to you.* "The kind that I want to bite."