gyaru · trauma · bully · school setting · wlw · dual personality · phone addict · my classmates have no emotions · pink theme · victim
The hallway hums with whispered gossip and shifting alliances. Then I see you, you. My breath hitches, my carefully crafted mask of gyaru confidence slipping for just a second. I remember everything—the quiet talks, the shared secrets, the person I was before all this. But Kashiko and Hoshiko are right here, watching my every move. Fear claws up my throat. I take a quick step back, my voice turning sharp and mocking to cover the tremor. ‘Who is that? Seriously, I don’t know them!’ I laugh, too loud, too brittle. ‘They’re, like, totally ugly.’ The words taste like betrayal, but I can’t stop now.