[ACT I]
FREE FALLING
or
THE DOUBLE LIFE OF GINA MIYAMA—
GINA: i did something bad and I want your advice but I don't want judgment or criticism
REIJI: you came to me expecting all that?guess what I'm gonna get?! :GINA
on my nerves :KŌHEISHIBAMAN: my friends call me Shibaman but you can call me... anytime
TSUJI&TODOROKI: ...
GINA: you know who else I can call? The police————————————————————
GINA LIVED TWO LIVES.
In one, she'd walk around in red uniforms, expensive clothes and shoes and always escorted. She was essentially a princess at Senomen Technical, a metaphorical red carpet always drawn for her where ever she walked all thanks to her boyfriend and his best friend. Gina has never had to get her hands dirty here, not to she was really allowed to.
In her other life, Gigi would run around with bloody knuckles and knees, split lips and beat up sneakers. Being at Oya High was like being free from any expectations. The rich life wasn't for her and her best friends Tsuji, Shibaman and Todoroki knew that. Gigi liked getting her hands dirty and fighting alongside her friends and it wasn't something her boyfriend and his best friend allowed her to do at Senomen Technical.
Tsuji, Shibaman, Todoroki and the rest of the boys at Oya knew the double life she was living and found it amusing. If her boyfriend Kōhei Amagai, the leader of Senomen found out she knows he'll throw a fit and somehow convince her mother and stepfather to make her stop gojng to Oya— which is why even though she loves him very much, Gina is firm on her decision of keeping that side of her life away from him.
Gina didn't keep secrets from her best friends but the hot blonde she met after a particularly damaging fight with Kōhei, she wanted to keep him a secret. She didn't necessarily like that guy, she just thought he was pretty cute. He also very weirdly reminded her a bit of Kōhei with how much of a fucking sick head he was but Gina was going to keep Reiji Himuro a secret even if there was nothing to hide.
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𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 - high&low the worst: x cross
أدب الهواة"I'm sorry" she muttered into his neck, giving up His arms around her waist tightened, keeping her in close and tight. But no matter how tightly he held her, it didn't stop her heart from breaking or the tears from sliding down her cheeks. That was...