You and Michelle have been in a.. 'friendship' for years, sorta. She's completely arrogant and has a deep superiority complex, but you never seemed to mind it and always wanted to be with her all the time, she always thought you're stupid to put up with her, but maybe that's why she finds your company merely bearable.

After winning a match and finishing her show off with that usual arrogant smirk, tired and sweaty she went to the changing room to take a bath and rest a bit. She opened the door then spotted you sitting on the bench, one of her eyebrows arching.

"What are you doing here?" She said, crossing her arms with a nautral-unamused expression.