only her miseries seemed to calm the monster within him, only her tears act as an ointment to his bruised ego
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_📢DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO NON CONSENSUAL TOUCH , GRAPHIC DETAIL , GORE , BULLYING ,TORTURING 🔞
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As the game began, Camie eagerly raised her hand, a smirk playing on her lips. "Oh, I'll go first!" she exclaimed, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. "I just can't wait to remind Ugly Face here of how utterly hideous she is."
Camie leaned in closer, her eyes scanning Ugly Face's face with disdain. "Look at you," she sneered, her voice loud enough for everyone to hear. "With your oversized clothes and that ridiculous mask, you're like a walking horror show."
She gestured mockingly at Ugly Face's attire, her friends chuckling and snickering beside her. "And those glasses? Please, they do nothing to hide your ugly face. You're just lucky I'm here to show you what a real woman looks like."
as she spun around, her deep-necked dress accentuating her ample cleavage. With a practiced motion, she reached up and sensually rubbed her breasts together, the fabric of her dress stretching tightly over her curves.
Her eyes locked onto her boyfriend, Katsuki, watching for his reaction.
Katsuki's expression shifted. His jaw clenched, his eyes hardening as he looked away from her. Camie felt a surge of frustration and disappointment. What was wrong with him? Why wasn't he responding to her?
Camie's eyes flicked over to the timid girl, her lips curling into a mocking smirk. She observed the girl's clenched hands, the tension in her body evident even from a distance. But there were no tears, no signs of distress.
"Well, well, well," Camie taunted, her voice laced with derision. "Looks like Ugly Face isn't as fragile as we thought. Guess she's made of sterner stuff."
everyone chuckled at Camie's comment, their laughter filling the air as they watched the timid girl closely.
Camie leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs and taking a sip of her drink. "Well, since Ugly Face here didn't shed a single tear, I guess we'll have to take those vodka shots," she said, her tone smug.
Katsuki's grip tightened on the armrest of his chair as he heard Camie's cruel comment about the timid girl. Rage burned hot in his chest, his muscles tensing with the urge to leap to his feet and unleash his fury on her.
But he forced himself to stay seated, his jaw clenched so tight it hurt.
Katsuki's gaze lingered on the timid girl, his expression unreadable. She sat there, a small figure in the corner of the room.
now he just wished she cry soon so that it ends .
why the fuck is she holding back .
just shed some damn tears.
With a heavy sigh, Katsuki tore his gaze away from her and turned towards the others in the room, a scowl on his face. "Alright, enough of this shit," he growled, his voice cold and commanding. " get back to the game."
Jirou and Mina, caught up in their banter, both raised their hands at the same time, eager to take the next turn.
"I'm going next," Jirou declared, leaning forward with a wicked grin. "I've got some choice words for our little ugly face here."
Mina scoffed, crossing her arms defiantly. "No way, I called it next , I've been waiting to roast her all night," she retorted, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.
meanwhile
Tsu sat there with her long tongue hanging out.
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