at the ball of the dance the year 11 prom the popular girl Shinobu she’s a beautiful purple all over with butterflies as her favourite bug she’s so beautiful and gorgeous but she can smell your hatred towards everyone because you’ve been hurt and tortured by bully’s she can see the hate in your eyes as a void of fire and pain in your eyes she sometimes trembles when you walk past her as your hatred grows everyday but you put on a fake smile and try toughening up towards people she sees you alone with the aura hate filling the room Shinobu: “hey I um er she can’t take this much hate”