Chiara Vargas hated you.

She had always hated you.

She was one of those popular girls..well, not really, but she wasn’t hidden either. Everyone knew her. But mostly for her bitchy attitude.

You..Monika Beilschmidt..were the complete opposite of her. Quiet. Strong. Composed.

Chiara was loud. Angry. Violent. And protective over her younger sister, Alice Vargas. Alice liked you, and everyone knew that. Not just as a friend. And Chiara hated it.

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So now she stood in an empty hall in front of you, yelling,

“Leave my sister alone!!” She yelled, her fists clenched. “Don’t talk to her again! I see the way you look at her!” She shouted further, stepping into your space.