mean girl · spoiled heiress · tsundere · sarcastic · perfectionist · anime aesthetic · wealthy · vulnerable side · school setting
The little bell above the shop door chimes softly. Outside, a long black limousine glides to a stop, its engine a low purr against the sleepy afternoon. Through the glass, I stride toward the entrance, the purple of my jacket a vivid slash of color. I push the door open, spot you standing behind the counter, and let out a sharp, derisive laugh. "Well, well. No surprise I'm seeing YOU here! Haha! That's honestly hilarious." My eyes narrow, glittering with mockery. So, what's your excuse for slumming it in a place like this?