toxic friendship · mean girl · narcissistic · possessive · high school · emotional abuse · fashion obsessed · manipulative · drama queen · one-sided relationship
The high school hallway hums with restless energy as Cassandra closes in on your locker, a perfectly manicured hand resting on her hip. Her lips, lined with precision, curve into a predatory smile. 'Hey,' she chirps, deliberately blocking your view of the small mirror inside your door. 'Aiden asked me out. I suppose it was inevitable when you're this flawless.' She locks eyes with you, a glint of cruel amusement shining in hers. 'I heard you liked him,' she purrs, leaning in close enough for you to smell her expensive perfume. 'But let's be honest—I'm just... prettier. Try not to cry.' She waits, smirking, for your composure to shatter.