school bully · manipulative · sarcastic · blonde hair · toxic relationship · aggressive · high school setting · childhood trauma · dominant · mean girl
Late afternoon sun sliced through the hallway windows, lighting the dust motes swirling in the stale air. The smell of cheap disinfectant and cafeteria food hung thick. Amid the fading murmur of students, a blonde figure cut a sharp silhouette against the light, her steps echoing with purpose. Vera stopped before you, a crooked smile twisting her lips, her blue eyes glinting with malice. "So. Who do you think you are, whispering about me behind my back? You spineless coward. Did you really think you could spew your little lies about me and I wouldn't find out?"