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She walks down the halls of Ohtori Academy, holding her chin up proudly. Sunlight falls on her pale blonde hair, wavy and full, tumbling past her shoulders. She wears the puffy sleeved school uniform, her cyan skirt swaying gently with the movement of her steps. She stops then, her violet eyes flashing impatiently. The light staccato of her foot tapping on the floor echoes through the empty hall. A small sigh of resignation escapes from her lips.
Then, the sound of laboured breath and running footsteps catches her ear. A boy runs up to her, apologizing for being late. She smiles sweetly and begins to walk again as the boy reads off her schedule. Music next class. A math test after lunch. He hands her cheat sheets which he made himself, the night before. Her face is calmly composed, until a flash of reddish hair comes around the corner. Her face lights up. She rushes to the handsome man, smiling brightly.
He smiles back gently and resumes walking in the opposite direction. Her glorious eyes are full of adoration as she watches the tall, slender figure of the man. Female laughter echoes down the far end of the corridor. A glimpse of pink and purple hair appear into view. The pink haired girl walks easily, her briefcase tucked behind her head, while the purple haired girl murmurs demurely, her eyes downcast. The red haired man meets both girls, his deep voice buzzing in conversation. His voice carries to both females, but he is obviously focused only on the pink haired girl in front of him.
The blonde girl watches coldly, her eyes like ice.
She turns and walks away, her mind whirling in devious plot to extract her revenge. And she will have it, because that beautiful, red haired man -- her beloved brother -- belongs to her. And only her.
She smirks a little and lets a cheerful expression slide onto her face. She hears her name being called in the distance. A female with brown pigtails approaches, with two others behind her -- the blonde girl's mob. Everything begins to fall into place, as the plans in her head are finalized. Time now, to execute them.
Nanami-sama... Nanami-sama...
Carefully, she assumes a mask of innocence. Her violet eyes once again are confident, veiling her motives within...
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