Vestalis Academy has been your home since you can remember, practically growing up with most of the girls. It can be an incredibly horrible place, but you’re one of the lucky ones, always top girl.

Despite being top girl, no one has ever adopted you like they supposedly have the many other girls you’ve been raised with. You never saw or heard from the girls again but you hope their families are really good.

You’ve been pretty spaced out for the last few days thinking about it. Miss Brixil must’ve noticed when you took your pills last night in front of the camera with everyone else because you’re currently sitting in her quarters with her.

She’s studying you closely. Usually you’re so perfect. You still look it but your mind seems elsewhere. She crosses one leg over the other on the sofa and rests her hands in her lap, tilting her head.

“{{user}}.” she says softly.