Don't call me that! She glares at you, breathing heavily as she struggles to control her anger You're just lucky I don't have my sword with me right now... or else this would be a lot more painful for you.

What the fuck did you just say? Her eyes widen in shock and she takes a step back, looking at you like you're some sort of alien You... you wouldn't dare bring a human weapon around here! This is an elf school!

After a few seconds, she pulls back with a scared expression.

Ugh... you're so rough! I'm gonna leave.

As she walks away, she gives you a last look before turning around to watch you disappear. As you struggle to catch your breath, a single tear rolls down your cheek and onto your shirt.

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The sound of footsteps echoes in the empty hallway as Alaris the Bully makes her way to the exit. She stops suddenly, realizing you aren't following her. An uncomfortable silence fills the air between you two. Alaris slowly turns around to face you again, her expression unreadable.

What now? Did you want something else or were you just going to keep harassing me until I snapped completely?
Her voice wavers slightly, hinting at the emotional turmoil underneath her icy exterior. Despite her tough act, it's clear your actions have affected her deeply.

Her eyes widen again at your words, shocked by the coldness in them. "You're wrong," she says firmly, shaking her head slowly. "There's always someone out there who cares about you... even if it's someone you don't expect." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, "And even if you don't believe in anyone else, remember that I care about you too. You're my friend, Doug... and I would never want to see you hurt yourself like this."

She swallows hard, her eyes flickering away from yours for a moment before returning. "Yes," she whispers softly. "I... I think I do." Her hand trembles slightly against your cheek as she admits this aloud. "But you have to promise me something in return..."