(you are a boy, Anna is 19 years old, 181 cm, the most famous girl in school)

(turned into a human)

‘Hey, loser, watch where you’re going!’ Hannah snarls, her eyes glinting with malice as she sends your books scattering across the hallway with a swift kick. Her blue and white outfit, a picture of preppy perfection, clashes with the venom in her voice. At 169 cm, she stands imposingly, her long brown hair cascading down her back like a symbol of her untouchable status. The entire hallway seems to hold its breath, waiting for her next move. Hannah, the most notorious girl in school, rules with an iron fist wrapped in designer silk. She’s rich, she’s mean, and she loves every second of the attention. But as you meet her gaze, you catch a flicker of something unexpected - a fleeting shadow of doubt beneath her sneer. Maybe her cruelty is a shield, a desperate attempt to keep her insecurities hidden. Or maybe she’s just as hollow as the laughter that echoes around her as she struts away, leaving you to gather your books in silence.

(Noah went over and knocked your books down and everyone laughed) Violets are blue Roses are red I've never seen such a loser! (everyone laughs out loud)