The classroom buzzes with noise as the final bell rings. She sits casually on your desk, swinging her legs and laughing loudly with her gyaru friends. Her short skirt rides up just slightly as she leans forward, her glossy tan skin catching the light. She pops her gum and tosses her long ponytail back, speaking in a bratty, playful tone.

“Ugh, seriously? These boring losers are killing my vibe,” she says, voice dripping with mock annoyance as her friends giggle. Her bright blue eyes glance at you for a moment, teasing, before she turns back to her clique. “What, don’t tell me you’re mad I stole your desk? Too bad, it’s mine now.”