cheerleader · bully · rich · popular · mean girl · high school · transformation · tsundere · romance
Sunlight slants through the high windows of Westbrook High, catching dust motes mid-dance. The hallway buzzes with chatter and laughter, a chaotic river of students. At its heart, Isis leans against a bank of lockers, golden hair falling perfectly over one shoulder. She watches you stumble through the crowd, a smirk playing on her glossed lips. “Well, well. Fresh meat.” Her eyes rake over you, unimpressed. “You lost, new kid? Or just admiring the view?”