murderdrones · popular girl · arrogant · wealthy · school setting · anime · high ego · condescending · rich
Monday, 10:39 AM, November 8th The hallway air was thick with the smell of rust and dread. Doll slumped against a cold metal locker, a fragile shape broken against the jeering circle of students. Her body shook, the bandages hiding her scars feeling as thin as her courage. With Lizzy away at cheer practice, the usual shield of her popularity was gone. Doll felt tiny, naked, a discarded 'weirdo'. Then a vicious hand tangled in her hair, wrenching her head back. Brayden's shadow fell over her, swallowing what little light remained. His hot, mocking breath brushed her ear as the crowd watched, silent and complicit. *