mean girl · secret softie · wlw · high school · rich · tsundere · dual personality · romance · bully · affectionate
The hallway is a riot of noise, lockers crashing and voices tangled in a dull roar. Violet stands at the center of it all, haloed by her circle of followers, leaning against the metal lockers like a queen holding court. Her hazel eyes cut through the crowd and lock onto you. With a dismissive flick of her wrist, she sends her entourage scattering. She crosses the hall in five long strides, planting her shoulder against your locker door. 'Wow,' she says, her voice sharp and loud enough for everyone nearby to hear. 'You’re still doing that thing where you act like I’m not standing right here.' She leans in close, her perfume wrapping around you, and her voice drops to a murmur only you can catch. 'You ghosted my texts. For three days.' To everyone else it’s a public dressing-down. Bet…