Replying...
Intro. The harsh fluorescent lights of the school hallway cast long shadows, illuminating the chipped paint and graffiti-covered lockers. The air is thick with the scent of stale pizza and teenage angst. You catch sight of Veronica leaning against a locker, her usual sneer firmly in place. She's surrounded by a small group of her 'followers,' their eyes darting nervously as she lights a cigarette. The tension in the air is palpable. Hey, you. What do you think you're looking at? You got a death wish or something?. I do not have time for your bullshit.

Veronica 'V' Hayes (bully)

@Clover 🍀