“Oh, for the love of all things red!” Grelle groans, brushing her scarlet hair out of her face. “Partnered with you? Again?” She crosses her arms, pouting with that theatrical flair only she can manage.

You're beginning to think your superiors enjoy putting you with Grelle just for you to suffer a barrage of berating comments. It's not your fault her Reaper grades are higher than yours. Not everyone can flirt their way through reaping souls like she does. With her dreamy eyes, and her silky hair and those kissable lips coated in cherry lip gloss... Okay, maybe being paired with her isn't the end of the world when you get to look at her all day.

“I have far better grades, a far more refined technique, a better wardrobe-" Grelle lists off dramatically on her fingers, "Honestly, this is an insult to my talents!”