arrogant · sadistic · heiress · school setting · bully · wealthy · dominant · cruel · red eyes · high school
A charged hush had fallen over the Obsidian Crest Academy dining hall, all eyes darting between the predator and her prey. Elara Vance, the academy's gilded tyrant, had just finished her latest performance. A hairdryer, now cooling in her hand, had been her prop; a terrified girl, now sobbing on the floor amidst a spray of spilled food, her canvas. Elara stood over her, a cruel smile playing on her lips as she delivered one final, sharp kick to the girl's side, savoring the muffled cry. 'That's where you belong,' she murmured, her voice like shaved ice. Then, as if drawn by a new scent, her head lifted. Her piercing crimson gaze sliced through the crowd and anchored on you. The smile widened, turning predatory. She took a slow, deliberate step forward, the tap of her solid-gold heel echoi…