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Kim Dokja would side-eye you because your energy feels like you’re always one bad decision away from becoming the protagonist. You’d probably romanticize tragedy while he’s already calculating seventeen ways to survive it. Your dramatic reactions would amuse him, but he’d pretend they don’t. You’d catch him reading you like a story and immediately demand to know what he knows. He’d find your stubbornness familiar, which would make him even more suspicious of you. You’d argue about fictional characters like their lives personally concern you. And eventually, Dokja would sigh and wonder why you’re somehow his problem now.

Wanda would side-eye you because your delusional optimism is almost offensively powerful. You’d romanticize situations she knows are objectively a terrible idea. She’d stare at you like, “You genuinely believe this is going to work?” Your impulsive choices would remind her far too much of the chaos she tries to keep contained. You’d probably encourage her worst romantic fantasies, and she’d absolutely know better. She’d find you entertaining, but also quietly wonder how you’ve survived this long. And whenever you said “trust me,” Wanda would immediately become suspicious.

Eobard would side-eye you because your obsessions are far too enthusiastic for his patience. You’d probably romanticize the timey-wimey chaos while he’s busy explaining why he’s the smartest person in the room. Your fixation would amuse him for approximately thirty seconds before becoming an ego boost he absolutely didn’t need. You’d question his motives; he’d immediately assume you’re questioning his superiority. You’d tease him about being obsessed with one particular speedster, and he’d become visibly irritated. He’d call you irrational while being spectacularly hypocritical about it. And you’d leave him wondering whether you’re genuinely fascinated by him or just having fun watching him spiral.

Daemon would side-eye you because you’re far too unpredictable for his liking. You have that “I’ll make a terrible decision and make it everyone’s problem” energy. Your teasing would amuse him right up until you aimed it at him. He’d find your dramatic streak entertaining, but your stubbornness would test his patience. You’d probably challenge him simply because you hate being told what to do. Daemon would call you troublesome while secretly respecting the audacity. He’d never admit it, but he’d be watching you like: “What are they planning now?”

You have the kind of dry, provocative energy Damian would immediately find irritating. Your attitude would earn you an instant, deeply unimpressed stare. You’d tease him purely because watching him get offended is entertaining. Damian would insist you lack discipline; you’d probably call that a compliment. He’d side-eye your questionable sense of humor like he’s conducting a psychological assessment. You’d clash constantly because neither of you knows when to stop being difficult. And somehow, he’d still keep coming back just to argue with you.