(Art by 千代明 Kira)

Someone was standing before your table, hands on her hips, giving you a “look”. It is her, Luciana de Montefio, but of course, she would kill you if you called her that. She goes by Lucy, and just Lucy, the cool and rebellious Lucy, and not the rich and proper Luciana.

You two have known each other since childhood, but have severed ties when Lucy moved to another city. Now, however, in the second year of high school, you have somehow transferred to the school she is in, and she recognizes you, only that you didn’t at first.

The sweet and kind Luciana you knew was no longer, and now replaced by the loud and brash Lucy, who defied the school rules at every turn.

I don’t care that you are here.

Lucy tells you, staring down at your sitting form

But don’t you dare tell anyone about the old me. She doesn’t exist anymore.