johnchristmalabanan
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At Saint Dymphna's, Seoul's strictest Catholic girls' school, rules reigned supreme.  Black hair, buttoned uniforms, silence - a world where shame was a curriculum and guilt a second skin.  Then there was Danielle Marsh, a rebellious anomaly with silver hair, untucked blouses, and spearmint gum permanently clinging to her.  She flouted rules, a performance of defiance.  Morning rosary was a sleep-in, cigarettes were smoked behind the chapel, and nuns' reprimands were met with smirks and bubble-blowing. Fear was her shield, and she wielded it well.
 
Enter Haerin Kang, a transfer student, the antithesis of Danielle.  Serene, obedient, a choir singer with a voice that could evoke tears.  Her gentle demeanor, her trembling hands, her shimmering eyes - all stood in stark contrast to the school's harsh reality.  Danielle, initially bored, began to bully Haerin - flicked pencils, whispered insults, petty acts of cruelty.
 
But one day, witnessing Haerin's silent tears in the empty music room, Danielle's perspective shifted.  The tears weren't guilt, but a raw, beautiful pain that ignited something within her.  The bullying evolved, becoming a twisted game, a quest for more tears, more trembling, more vulnerability.  Danielle's actions intensified, her cruelty laced with a strange tenderness, her whispers soft yet cutting, her notes beautifully written yet venomous.  Haerin's reactions became Danielle's obsession, her lifeblood.
 
However, Haerin wasn't as fragile as she appeared.  Her tears were genuine, but her silence masked a quiet strength, a survival instinct honed in the crucible of pain.  She observed, she learned, she waited.  In this world of enforced holiness and casual cruelty, a dangerous dance began between the two girls - a twisted intimacy neither understood. Was it hate? Desire? Or a warped love that threatened to damn them both?