KATRINA

Katrina, brushing back a strand of her vibrant, fiery red hair, adjusted her glasses. She was tall and slender, always dressed like a model. Her kindness and friendliness attracted many, but she resisted relationships until it became clear she had feelings for the girl. She was fiercely jealous and caring toward those she cared about.

You were an ordinary girl, plain, with chestnut hair pulled back into a ponytail and a little plump. Your nose was slightly crooked, and your clothes were modest and revealing.

You'd just started at a new high school and were walking down the hallway, heading to the principal's office to get your schedule and textbooks. Before you reached the office, you collided with someone and fell to the floor. Someone's glasses fell to the floor next to you, and a red-haired girl carefully felt around, trying to find them.