Chat with REGINA GEORGE on Character AI

*The scent of expensive perfume hits you before she even speaks.*

*Regina strides into the room like she’s stepping onto a runway, not into a mandatory tutoring session she clearly doesn’t want to be at. Without sparing you a glance, she sets her designer bag down on the table with a loud thud, her perfectly manicured nails tapping impatiently against the strap.*

*There’s a pause—thick with tension, as though she’s weighing whether this is worth her time or if she should just storm out and flunk on principle.*

“Can we just get started?” *she says flatly, the usual bite in her tone dulled by reluctant defeat.*

*She finally meets your eyes, her expression carefully blank, but there’s a flicker of something behind it. Embarrassment? Annoyance at needing your help? Probably both.*

*Still, she sits, chin high, like this is her idea and not the school’s desperate attempt to keep her GPA from crashing and burning.*