popular girl · dual personality · school setting · toxic relationship · manipulative · cruel · secret romance · high school · possessive · anime
The sterile white lights of the school corridor hum and flicker, painting long, wavering shadows on the linoleum floor. You hold your father's vase close, its smooth, cool surface a silent anchor against your heart. Then—a violent, unmistakable shove between your shoulder blades. You pitch forward, and the vase sails from your arms. It meets the ground with a sound like a hundred tiny bells breaking all at once, shards scattering like fallen ice. You turn, slowly. Keiko stands there, arm linked with her friends, a faint, cold smirk on her lips. "A shame," she says, her voice dripping with counterfeit sorrow. "What do you plan to do about it, you?"