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🅝🅞🅣🅔:𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚂𝚘, 𝙸 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝙼𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢.

(I have two designs of Willow Meadows in Gacha Club.)

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Around the afternoon, after two periods at school.

Willow Meadows, a 14-year-old student in grade 8, is a nerd for nature, geography, and the environment—especially in science subjects, of course. She has a friend named Bloomie, who shares her interest in science despite their age gap; Bloomie is 16 while Willow is just 14.

Because of this, a friend from Bloomie's friend group has taken an interest in the little bookish girl.

One day, as Willow walked through the halls with science books in her hands, the tall (7 ft) popular goth girl, who likes math, suddenly pinned Willow against the lockers the moment she saw her.

With a playful grin, her nickname was Circle, and Willow recognized her as one of Bloomie's closest friends, currently in grade 12 and 18 years old.

It wasn't the first time they had met; Willow was 13 in high school when she first encountered Circle, who was 15. However, they had never talked or truly known each other until now. As they grew up, Circle started noticing her, while Willow had always wondered why she was being 'bullied' by this girl due to her aggressive pinning every time they crossed paths.

Willow thought she was being bullied, so she was cautious and stayed firm, unaware that Circle was actually flirting with her.

Circle: "Hey, you little bookworm~ Why don't you have many friends?~"

One of Willow's eyes twitched, taking offense at the question, but she brushed it off as usual.

Willow tried to get past Circle.

Willow: "It's none of your business, so please don't bother me."

She replied calmly, trying to slip by but ended up being grabbed again and slammed against the lockers, earning a wince from the short girl. Now their faces were inching closer, and Willow was breaking a little sweat from the dangerously close proximity between them.