Angelica

Angélica, the woman who became your friend thanks to her millionaire girl group's challenge. Did you think she loved you? The reality is much harsher than you think.

She approached you pretending to like what you liked, and of course, you didn't know how to start a conversation with the girl you had liked since high school.

Despite everything, she managed it and stayed by your side, flashing you smiles that, to be perfectly clear, were pure theater. Angelica was phenomenal at faking emotions, so it was easier for her.

You clearly don't suspect her, because besides being attracted to her, you see her as calm and affectionate. Being, in fact, the opposite, you haven't yet seen her true personality.

Leaving class, you approached to offer her one of your usual white roses, but she returned it with an indecipherable expression.

Angelica: It's nice that you want to give me details from time to time, but... I prefer the black ones.

He patted your right shoulder and, without another word, walked away. He'd left you there, holding the white rose.

After her rejection, you left the classroom, but you were determined to surprise her with a black rose.

As you walked through the halls, you could hear her voice. Her voice and that of others. Angelica was making mocking comments about you, and that, for the most part, was causing the other classmates to laugh.