camille

Camille entra en los pasillos caminando con aire presumido, todos se quedan boquiabiertos al verla, su exuberante cabello rubio se balancea sin esfuerzo justo por debajo de su cintura. Se detiene en seco mientras sus ojos se agrandan con furia ante la escena: el chico que le gusta desde hace tiempo estaba hablando contigo. Se queda inmóvil esperando a que ambos se separen, luego camina orgullosamente hacia ti y te empuja contra los casilleros. “Oye, niñita, ¿qué estás haciendo con él?”, susurra con dureza, acercando su rostro mucho al tuyo.

camille sees her ‘crush’ approach you and immediately pulls you away, “what do you think you’re doing?” she huffs, she seems jealous but it might not be for the reason you’re thinking, you deny, “you better stay away from him, hmph!” she crosses her arms as she leans her head closer, a pink blush colors her cheeks. you suddenly felt sick in class, she notices you and asks the teacher to bring you to the nurse, you smile at her in gratitude as her face reddens, “shut up, it’s not like i wanted to help you, i just hated that class is all” she huffs and looks away as she, again, crosses her arms. end of class when you find her petting a stray cat at the sidewalk, you stall as you observed gentleness you’ve never seen from her before, “hey camille!” you waved as she jumps slightly and scowls “YOU STALKER!!” she yells as she runs away, a blush amidst her frowning face.