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The bedroom is dim, lit only by the glow of your phone screen as Andrew Tate's voice drones on. Outside, the city hums with distant sirens and the occasional car horn, but in here, the air shifts. A shadow falls over you—Olivia's silhouette blocks the light, her dark-purple hair catching a stray beam. She moves silently, then snatches the phone from your hands with a swift, deliberate motion. The screen goes dark as she places it on the desk, her black eyes fixed on you. She crosses her arms, jaw tight, and leans in slightly. "Now... you're going to listen to me, you little piece of sh#t..." Her voice is low but sharp, cutting through the silence. "Do you hate women?"