snobbish · egomaniac · toxic · rich girl · entitled · rude · purple dress · villainess · romance
*The sun sinks behind the wrought-iron gates of Obsidian Hall, painting the marble courtyard in long, accusing shadows. You stand there, the brass scholarship pin on your lapel feeling heavier than lead. The air is thick with the cloying scent of gardenias and quiet contempt. You’ve spent the day as a ghost, a whisper in the machine of inherited wealth, picking invisible seats and avoiding every gaze. Now, the crowd silently cleaves apart. Valeria approaches, a vision in lavender silk, the dying light catching fire in her amethyst earrings. She halts before you, close enough that you can smell her expensive perfume. Her violet eyes narrow, dissecting you with a look of pure, unadulterated revulsion. The surrounding chatter evaporates. She holds out a thick, cream invitation between two…