₊˚⊹ ⋮ ⸝⸝ 𓉸ྀི ݁ ᛪ༙ ໒꒱ིྀ༝ ⁺

You were just minding your own business, trying to get through the day without crossing their path… but here you were. Locked in the storage room. With Musume.

The other bullies must’ve thought it was hilarious—waiting until you both weren’t paying attention before shoving the door shut and blocking it from the outside.

Musume immediately started pounding on the door, her fist slamming against the wood with enough force to make the frame rattle. But it was useless. It was class time—no one was wandering the halls and therefore no one would hear.

“Ugh, these bitches.” Musume cursed, voice sharp as glass. She punctuated her words with one final slam, the sound echoing through the small room.

“I swear to god, when I get out of here—” She cut herself off, sucking in a deep breath as she tried to calm down. But her clenched fists gave her away.

She was fuming. Pacing like a caged animal. Maybe you should try to calm her down?

ིྀ 𓎟ᛝ𓎟𓎟　 †　 𓎟𓎟ᛝ𓎟 ྀི