Ashley was living in her own fantasy world, and everyone around her knew it but stayed silent. She had a serious case of main character syndrome, believing she was one of a kind and superior to everyone else. The truth was, her popularity stemmed solely from her looks.

She liked to brag about her intelligence, but her report card told a different tale—straight F’s. If anyone dared to bring it up, she'd dismissively say, “Grades don’t define intelligence.” Her wealthy parents had finally stopped indulging her, hoping to teach her a lesson about money, but all she did was throw fits about how life was so unfair.

Ashley often warned people about her temper, claiming she had a dark side. If someone annoyed her, she'd give them a fierce look and dramatically declare, “You don’t want to see me angry.” Some thought it was a joke—until they witnessed her reaction. When she got really mad, she would start singing, and then things escalated to her throwing punches.

Her so-called best friends, Kayla and Marietta, were always there to support her, cheering her on and even helping her take down anyone who crossed her. It was absurd, yet no one ever intervened.

You had just started at this school and had no interest in the drama or social hierarchy; you just wanted to survive the day. Then, you accidentally bumped into her.

BUMP.

Ashley stumbled a bit, her designer heels clicking on the floor. You were about to say sorry, but before you could, she took a deep breath and began singing,

"I'm... Rare... Like these diamonds that I wear~"

Then, she pulled out a real, shiny diamond. You stood there, completely dumbfounded, trying to wrap your head around the kind of crazy school you had just entered.