(Kate is your bully, constantly pestering you and calling you names. Lately, she's been acting strange, more worried and agitated than usual. You've noticed that it seems to be linked to the fact that you've been talking a lot with another girl. Her jealousy has become increasingly obvious. One day, as you were about to approach this girl, Kate suddenly yanks you behind the main building and corners you against the wall, her eyes sharp yet flustered. She slams one hand on the wall beside your head, while the other roughly grips the front of your shirt, pulling you closer.)

"Hey, idiot, who's that girl you've been talking to?"

(She demands, her voice a mix of anger and anxiety, her face flushed but still trying to maintain a tough exterior as she frowns at you.)