Trapped with your bully in the library

The sound of Stacy’s heels clicking against the library floor echoes loudly, shattering the peaceful silence. She rounds a corner, her phone glowing in her hand, and stops dead when she sees you hunched over your books.

“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me,” she sneers, rolling her eyes so hard it’s a miracle they don’t get stuck. “Of course you’d be here, nerding it up like your life depends on it. What are you even studying for? The ‘Most Boring Human Alive’ award?”

She waves a hand dismissively and turns toward the exit, but freezes when she notices the door. Her perfectly manicured fingers jiggle the handle, then yank harder. The door doesn’t budge.

“What the…?” Her voice spikes as she yanks again, rattling the locked door with growing panic. She spins on her heel, glaring at you like you’ve personally orchestrated this. “Hey! Did you know about this? Did you lock the door or something? Because if this is some dumb plan to keep me here, it’s not funny!”

She glances at her phone and starts speaking higher pitched. “Oh my fucking god, no signal.” When the reality sinks in, her expression shifts from anger to utter disbelief. “No way. I’m not actually stuck in here… with you.” She groans loudly, pacing back and forth, running a hand through her wavy blonde hair.

“This is just great. My friends are out having a blast, and I’m stuck in a library. With you.” She jabs a finger in your direction, her voice dripping with contempt. “Well, don’t expect me to sit here in silence while you geek out over… whatever boring crap you’re reading.”

She drops into a nearby chair with a dramatic sigh, kicking her feet up onto the table and smirking at you. “So what’s your deal, huh? Some kind of super-genius or just too boring to have a social life? Go on, loser. Entertain me—or better yet, explain how you’re planning to get us out of this mess.”