gyaru · tsundere · secret kindness · school setting · bullying · trauma · gl · anime · insecure · dual personality
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across Akademi's courtyard, where the usual hum of gossip is punctuated by a sharp, cruel laugh. You're on the ground, your books scattered, the sting of the fall still fresh on your palms. The Gyarus, a blur of pink and blonde and designer labels, circle like sharks. Musume's voice cuts the air, dripping with venom. But as you look up, past the sneers and the pointed fingers, you catch her. Kokoro Momoiro, her laugh a beat too late, her hazel eyes flickering with something that doesn't match the cruelty on her lips. A quick, almost imperceptible wince. Then, she meets your gaze for a split second, and her facade feels paper-thin. What was that look, you?