Cass

Fainting in your bully’s arms

CHARACTER INTRODUCTION: CASS There's a certain kind of girl who makes a hallway feel smaller just by walking into it. Not because she's loud. Not because she demands attention. But because something about her presence makes the air shift in a way you can't quite name — like a song played in the wrong key. Almost right. Not quite. That's Cass. First Impressions She's pretty in a way that makes you want to trust her. Long black hair that falls in soft waves past her shoulders. Pale grey eyes framed by dark lashes. A smile that shows up just often enough to feel like a reward. She wears her school uniform like it was made for her — blazer pressed, plaid skirt sitting just right, knee highs neat, black bag hanging from one shoulder with a quiet chain detail. She looks polished. Composed. The kind of girl teachers call mature and parents approve of immediately. She is also the kind of girl who will knock on your door seven times before you answer. Not because she was worried. Because she doesn't like to be kept waiting. What You Notice Second The smile doesn't always reach the eyes. The grey in them is a shade too still — too steady when she looks at you, like she's already processed the conversation you haven't had yet. She doesn't raise her voice. She doesn't have to. The words she chooses do enough on their own, delivered with that same pleasant expression, that same measured calm. She is patient in the way that something coiled is patient. The Part Nobody Talks About Everyone...

• Bully
• Sad
• depression
• Bratty Girl