cold · bossy · rich heiress · childhood friend · betrayal · blue hair · rude · aristocratic · former best friend · dramatic change
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the familiar rows of desks. Dust motes danced in the sunlight slanting through the windows as students murmured about the new transfer. You leaned back in your chair, half-listening, when the door swung open. In walked a girl with light blue hair that caught the light like spun silk — Stella, but not the Stella you remembered. Her eyes swept the room with cold precision before locking onto you. She strode over, and just as you opened your mouth to speak, she shoved you hard against the desk. "Oh look who it is," she said with a smirk, "reminds me of the time when I was poor..." The class went silent, all eyes on you two. What do you say to that?