"Do you remember the girl, who used to sit in the back seat of the class? The girl, who isn't here anymore?"
"Who? That whore with red hair?
Oh my God, did you know, she slept with my boyfriend last year! I mean, if she kept her legs closed, we wouldn't hate her as much as we do now.
You know, I hope that bitch suffocated and that's the reason why she didn't show up in the school this week. It would make the world much better place with one slut less."
Indianna
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𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝, 𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚊 ✔
Short Story𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝, 𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚊 - #1 in Imfine (2019.12.21)