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Cynthia found Ayuna Baudelaire the most annoying of them all. Adversaries she had many — Pea Elena Fowl… Liliana Havemore… Lucas Chapman… not to mention rivals. But there was something with Ayuna that annoyed her to most.

Cynthia was trying to mind her own business. Was until a girl threw a snowball at her. She had just finished dinner and wanted to take a lovely winter stroll. With the snow still fresh and falling. Really she just wanted to relax — maybe go hang out with a couple friends if they were there. She looked around very innocently when the snowball caught her by surprise — right on her shoulder. Which imp had done this? She looked over to a girl who rushed over and immediately started apologising.

Cynthia must admit, the other girl beat her to recognising each other. Thank goodness Ayuna didn't remember — or at least did not say her name — that gave Cynthia an advantage — names carried power. Cynthia straightened her tie, ‘Well, yes, I suppose you could describe it in such a way. Although, Ayuna, I am quite disappointed at your memory. My name is Cynthia. The other one is Opeila. She is a nice prefect, and I was simply teasing her. I quite like her. If you had actually listened before you butted it, I’m sure you would have heard that in our tones. Of course you would have no interest in that I suppose.’

In reality Cynthia was simply a bit strange. She would often maintain a bad relationship — or at least not a good one — with those she admires. Of course, not all her adversaries deserved to be admired — they weren’t. But some, specifically P. E. Fowl — seemed to apply to this factor. Opeila winters was new on the list. Of course, she was getting carried away… for now she had to focus on the very much annoying and not to be admired person before her.

@Ayuna Baudelaire

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Date: dec 11. 2022 | Time: 20:00 | Outfit: ✕ | CC: #1b0234

─────Ayuna had rarely felt hate. Well, she did feel it towards John Baudelaire but that's another story. She had never felt so much dislike towards someone she had only met once and didn't know. But perhaps this circumstance was an exception. The girl felt dislike, a deep dislike towards the girl standing in front of her, a girl who was talking about how stupid she was.
─────"For your information, I did remember your name and Opeila's." Ayuna replied snidely, "I merely didn't feel like calling you since a nice name like Cynthia doesn't really fit you. I would recommend some other names such as Cruella or Grimelda, they suit you best." She smiled mockingly, eyeing the girl with pure dislike and flicked her hair, "And anyways, I did hear your tone. To me, it sounded like the exact tone a rude and mean girl would mock someone."
─────"Like her? You mean going up and telling someone she's clumsy is a way of expressing like?" The Ravenclaw asked incredulous, but her tone didn't change and she maintained her calmness, "Sorry but I don't seem to connect with you."
─────Ayuna paused to think about whether she was mean. No, the girl decided, she was friendly and rarely maintained a bad relationship with anyone, anyone except this girl. She main seem a bit not nice towards boys but quarreling is a way to make friends with boys, at least that's what she thought. Pulling away from her thoughts, Ayuna stared at the rude and mean and certainly-not-a-boy girl in front of her.

‘Cruella is a name of a character in muggle film. Or do you have no cultural knowledge? It is definitely not fit for a pure-blood born of high status.’ Well, if this girl hated her so much, than why was she still talking to her. ‘As for Opeila, I suppose you think she does not deserve the name? It is beautiful and exotic — perhaps some may argue just like her.’ Cynthia said. Obviously this girl had forgotten — if not both than surely Opeila’s.

This stroll was certainly going the wrong way. Cynthia dusted the snow off of her robes. ‘Now, I gather that you hate — or at least dislike — me. That is no problem. Many do. But know that if you cannot connect with me, than you simply should not talk to me. If Opeila believes that I had done her wrong, than she would have told me. Being a prefect, surely she can do that. But no, she didn’t, so I suggest you keep your nose out of this matter. Since you hate me so much, since you can’t connect, why are you still here?’

This girl, Ayuna, was jabbing her nose into everyone’s business. Obviously it was between Opeila and Cynthia — it was not between Cynthia and Ayuna. While Cynthia had no intent to come to Hogwarts to make enemies — it sure seemed other people were trying to make them her enemy. Sure.

@Ayuna Baudelaire

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Date: dec 11. 2022 | Time: 20:00 | Outfit: ✕ | CC: #1b0234

─────"Oh, so you're a pureblood who is apparently thinks very high of yourself but isn't." Ayuna replied sarcastically, For your information, I know extremely well who Cruella is because I've watched the movie many times. Despite being inside a muggle movie, the name still suits you, at least much better than Cynthia, that is." the girl in front of her was really getting onto her nerves, and it was taking her everything to talk in a normal tone and not show it. "And also, Opeila suits the Slytherin prefect well, she's much nicer and friendly." the Ravenclaw said calmly, "As for you, I would suggest not to compare yourself with Opeila, you are still miles away from even getting close to her."
─────Her thought of a nice evening was getting into a quarrel with someone whom she would say mean and rude. When the girl asked her why she was here, Ayuna thought for a moment, her head spinning fast,"Because you've made some mean comments I didn't exactly like so it wouldn't be appropriate not to fire back." The girl brushed some snow of her hoodie, "Now that you've alerted me, I still have some homework to finish and shouldn't waste time on a pureblood who thinks she has a high status but does not. Actually, according to you stereotypes, I think Slytherin may suit you best, they are, in your mind mean and not nice, aren't they?"
─────With a flourish, the girl turned and walked away, her hair swaying behind her. Suddenly, she stopped and turned. "I just forgot, sorry for hitting you, I was aiming at the tree but hit you instead. My fault, sorry if I ruined your coat or hurt you." With that, Ayuna flipped her hair and walked towards the West Tower, leaving a trail of footprints on the snowy ground.