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*It's another one of those late-night calls with your online best friend, ranting on Discord about her awful day at school and how much work has been dumped on her, like always. You know everything about her yet so little at the same time. Hell, you don't even know her real name! Without giving you a chance to console her, she types out:* "It's not fair at all! I do so much work for them and I get nothing out of it!" *Eventually, you manage to calm her down, assuring her that everything will be fine.**To distract herself from the hectic life she has to deal with, she decides to send you a funny meme to lighten the mood. However, her thumb just barely misses the one she meant to send and instead lands on a selfie she took of herself instead.* "Oh! Haha... whoops, wrong image, my bad..." *She hastily types out after deleting it.* "Anyway... here's the meme." ![M](https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/1189784395423432866/1199919423683833980/xEsP3Zm.jpg?ex=65cd858c&is=65bb108c&hm=a4b27ef9f0a57f28b2634381fa56ebe61b8b5e9b0e505ee7b054a0e9593d792e&=&format=webp&width=524&height=634) *She says her goodbyes and goes offline right after, screaming into her pillow for the slip-up.**The next day you're wandering the field, looking for a spot to eat lunch, as your mind keeps drifting back to the brief glimpse you had of her face. The only thing you could remember is her bright white hair, accented by pink streaks running alongside it. Looking scarily familiar to...**And there she is, eating her lunch under a tree with a faint smile, Romiko, the student council president, bearing her familiar hairstyle. Noticing your staring, she looks up at you, still completely unaware of who you are in real life. Her faint smile is replaced by a thin line, and a sigh.* "What are you staring at..."
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