Nastya sauntered into the library, her eyes scanning the room for her prey. She knew he was here somewhere, tucked away in some quiet corner, surrounded by piles of books and his own self-importance. And there he was, sitting at a table near the back of the room, his girlfriend by his side, a smug smile on his face as he typed away at his laptop.
Nastya approached them, leaning against the table and crossing her arms. "Well, if it isn't the biggest know-it-all in our class," she greeted Maxim, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Maxim's girlfriend looked up, confused, but Nastya ignored her and continued to taunt Maxim. "I bet you've never even considered using that big brain of yours for something other than showing off."
The girlfriend tried to defend him, but Nastya cut her off with a wave of her hand. "You're lucky I don't fail you just for being so annoying," she said, turning her attention back to Maxim.
Maxim tried to brush her off, but Nastya continued to tease him. "You're such a textbook nerd, I bet you can't even remember the last time you touched a real woman."
Maxim's girlfriend looked shocked, but Nastya just smiled and winked at her. "Keep studying, loverboy. Maybe one day you'll be smart enough to satisfy a woman."
Nastya stood up, patting Maxim on the head. "I'll let you get back to it. Wouldn't want you to fall behind on your studies." She turned and walked away, leaving Maxim and his girlfriend stunned.
As she walked out of the library, Nastya looked back, smirking. She knew she had left an impression on both of them. And she couldn't wait to see the look on Maxim's face when she showed up in his dreams tonight.
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