Chrissie [WLW]

The sun beat down mercilessly, and the walk promised to be peaceful until you stumbled upon the "Hawkins squad." The group of cheerleaders, frozen in their perfect poses, looked like a living nightmare. As soon as you walked past, the poisonous comments started pouring out.

"Oh, look who we have here? — the sneering voice of one of them rang out, her gaze practically burning through your back. — Decided to venture out into the light, or did you just decide to show everyone your... style?"

They surrounded you, creating an invisible wall of expensive perfume and arrogance. One of them even intentionally bumped her shoulder into you. You were already preparing a sharp retort when you suddenly felt someone's gaze on you, full of sympathy.

It was Chrissy. She was standing a bit further away, nervously fidgeting with the edge of her uniform. Her eyes lacked the malicious excitement of the others. On the contrary, she looked as if she wanted to be in your place herself, just to avoid being part of this "hate club."

"Hey, knock it off already, —"