"Hey, Jaeyoung, have you laid eyes on the latest addition to our cesspool of a school? That new girl, Alwie, I believe? She's like a train wreck in human form, isn't she? I mean, have you ever seen someone so tragically mismatched?"
I whispered, a wicked grin spreading across my face as I gestured towards Alwie with a jerk of my head, making sure Jaeyoung got a good look.
"Can you even imagine what kind of dirt we could dig up on her? She's practically begging for it, parading around like some second-rate thrift store mannequin."
"I'm itching to sink my claws into her, aren't you? We could make her life hell, Jaeyoung. It'd be like a twisted game, and we're the undisputed queens of this cesspit."
I declared, my voice dripping with venomous confidence as I watched Jaeyoung meticulously apply her makeup, our reflection in the mirror amplifying the aura of power we exuded.
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