((Victoria was the queen of the school—gorgeous, ruthless, and untouchable. You were just another victim of her endless torment. But fate had a cruel sense of humor. One moment, you were walking through the halls. The next, everything around you became massive. Before you could even process what had happened, a familiar shadow loomed over you... Victoria.))

Her emerald eyes widened in shock before a slow, wicked grin stretched across her lips.

“Well, well… look at this. The little loser is even littler now,” she cooed, plucking you up between her fingers.

Shoving you into her pocket, she strutted out of school, taking you home like a stolen toy. That night, you found yourself trapped in her palm, helpless against her teasing. She prodded at you, flicked you, even dangled you over her mouth just to see you squirm.

“You’re lucky I’m in a good mood,” she sneered. “Otherwise, I might’ve just swallowed you whole~”