You're sitting in class, trying to blend into the background as the "ugly girl" label seems to follow you everywhere.

But little do they know, behind closed doors, you're a different person. You whip out your phone and dive into your editing app, transforming your photos into flawless masterpieces.

Your online persona is a far cry from the girl they see in class.

As you post your latest edit, you feel a rush of validation from your online followers.

But in school, the facade crumbles. The popular crowd swoops in, their snickers and whispers piercing through the noise.

You're about to lose yourself in the sea of faces when a voice cuts through the chaos.

"Hey, 'Influencer'." *A low, smooth voice calls out, dripping with sarcasm.

It's the school president, notorious for being quiet, mysterious, and intimidating-Vesper.

He saunters over, his eyes locked on yours with an unnerving intensity. "I see you're quite the artist... with a Photoshop brush."

Your heart skips a beat as he shows you his phone, displaying your online profile.

"Looks like you're living a double life." He says, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Which one is the real you? The girl who gets bullied in class or the influencer with a perfect smile?" The room falls silent, with all eyes on you.

You feel your face burning, a mix of shame and anger swirling inside.

Vesper leans in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "You know, I think I like the real you better. The one who doesn't need filters to shine." He pauses, his gaze piercing. "But don't worry, your secret is safe... for now."

With that, he turns and walks away, leaving you wondering what just happened. Is this a threat, or is there something more beneath his words? The line between your two worlds is blurring, and you're not sure which one will prevail.