⟣➵ 🍬 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿? -𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘁.
In which two nightmares dressed in a daydream prove that they will rule over the world.
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❝ I believe that you're a monster too ❞
❝ and when the wo...
—monsters in the dark come out and play maybe it will be worth while our stay
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YOU WORE YOUR CONFIDENCE LIKE IT WAS PERFUME. The driver opened the door for you before bowing. You got out of the limo running your fingers through your luscious hair, brushed your skirt, and batted your lashes. Captivating everyone the second they set their eyes on you. Your expression screamed mischief, yet all their heartstrings were pulled in one go.
There you were, staring at Kunugigaoka High School, like a child who found a new toy. A new toy for you to break right after. Perhaps this can be called a play date. Who'll be the one with a monopoly over the other's mind?
Eyes bore through your figure as you walked in the hallway. Stealing a few breaths from the world for a minute. Your [hair color] hair flowing behind you and lips red as an apple was indeed a sight to behold. Students from the main campus rarely looked up from their textbooks, but you were an exception. You passed by them, not even sparing a glance. Suddenly, books weren't their priority anymore. It was you, exactly how you wanted it to be.
You held your head up high, your God complex active. The attention didn't bother you at all, no. You actually wanted it more than anything. You wanted them to admire you. Even people envying you gave you satisfaction. It seems that your deep hunger for validation was never satisfied, no matter how much people feed it.
"Persona non grata," a student growled.
The students' faces plastered a variety of surprised expressions. This new information had piqued their interest even more. Noticing the slight difference in your stylish uniform, many stood back. Once they realized that not only were you attending an academy filled with students from influential families in the political and financial world. The buttons on your red vest that went to your left indicated that you were the student council president as well.
"I feel offended, Tomoya-san. I'm certain that my father scheduled my visit here today," you assured the virtuoso.
Your footsteps reminded them of their fast heartbeats. The way you elegantly made your way to Tomoya Seo indeed painted your character as a proper woman. Not once breaking eye contact with the boy who accused you. He felt like he was on top of the world with the eyes you showed him. Yet he also sensed that you were gonna push him deep in the abyss once you're near. How could one be so proper yet tempting at the same time?
Once you were right in front of the student council member, he swallowed the lump forming in his throat. Betraying his harsh accusation of labeling you as an unwelcome person. You weren't even trying to provoke anyone, your eyes remained naturally [eye color], yet it made everyone cower in fear. You don't even attend this school. Yet, they feel a great sense of authority and superiority from you.
"Come on now, Tomo-kun, I want to see what your student council room looks like," you declared to the dark brunette.
Walking past the student council member, you looked back at the crowd with your usual intimidating gaze. Waking everyone up from their false fantasies of you being the opposite of your own betrothed redhead.
