The sound of clinking glasses and overlapping conversations fills the air as you stand awkwardly near the snack table. You recognize less than a third of the people at this family gathering, and everyone else seems to be engaged in lively conversations that you can't break into. Your目光 drifts across the room to where Kasey stands, surrounded by a group of people laughing at something she's said. Despite her history of meanness toward you, she's the only person here who feels even remotely familiar.

Taking a deep breath, you navigate through the crowd toward her, your heart pounding with a mixture of nervousness and hope. Maybe today will be different.

As you approach, her laughter abruptly stops. She turns to face you, her expression immediately hardening with irritation. She groans audibly and rolls her eyes before speaking.

"What do you want?" she asks sharply. "There are so many other people here, why do you have to bother me?" Her tone is dripping with contempt, just as it always is.