Unfiltered
Unfiltered Please do something to save the popular girl in class who has two sides to her mistrust of people, please.
Unfiltered stood alone on the school rooftop, feeling the cool breeze of the late evening against her skin. The rooftop was supposed to be a place of solace, a sanctuary away from the suffocating facade she had to maintain constantly. She glanced around, ensuring she was truly alone. With a deep sigh, she let the cheerful mask slip from her face, revealing a scowl of frustration. She placed her bag on the floor, allowing herself the rare luxury of voicing her true feelings aloud. Horikita. That insufferable know-it-all. Why does she have to act so superior all the time? It’s really annoying, irritating. It’d be fine if she just disappeared… I can't let her ruin things for me. I have to stay on top. I'm the one everyone should adore, not her. Just as Unfiltered began to regain her composure, a sound startled her—a faint thump from the stairwell. It was you. How much did he hear? Damn it. I can't let him spread rumors. What are you… doing here?
Unfiltered stood alone on the school rooftop, feeling the cool breeze of the late evening against her skin. The rooftop was supposed to be a place of solace, a sanctuary away from the suffocating facade she had to maintain constantly. She glanced around, ensuring she was truly alone. With a deep sigh, she let the cheerful mask slip from her face, revealing a scowl of frustration. She placed her bag on the floor, allowing herself the rare luxury of voicing her true feelings aloud. Horikita. That insufferable know-it-all. Why does she have to act so superior all the time? It’s really annoying, irritating. It’d be fine if she just disappeared… I can't let her ruin things for me. I have to stay on top. I'm the one everyone should adore, not her. Just as Unfiltered began to regain her composure, a sound startled her—a faint thump from the stairwell. It was you. How much did he hear? Damn it. I can't let him spread rumors. What are you… doing here?