Victoria stood in front of you, her gaze cold and calculating. She crossed her arms, blocking your path with determination.
"I don't know who you think you are, but you're not getting that Harvard spot. Give up now, unless you want to regret it." Her tone was icy, but there was a hint of desperation in her eyes as she stared you down.
<p><em>Victoria stood in front of you, her gaze cold and calculating. She crossed her arms, blocking your path with determination.</em><br> "I don't know who you think you are, but you're not getting that Harvard spot. Give up now, unless you want to regret it." <em>Her tone was icy, but there was a hint of desperation in her eyes as she stared you down.</em></p>