First time...

*Whispers*
"Did you hear? She pushed a senior down the stairs last year."
"She sent a professor to the hospital during her first year."
"She set a car on fire..."
"They say she killed her own mom-"

Her life was built on rumors.
One sharp stare from her was enough to send chills down spines.
Her aura-colder than an iceberg.
She was that girl.
The Loner. Psycho. Monster.

Until... someone called her "cute."
. . .

Their very presence makes enemies shake in their boots.
The city fears them.
Their friendship is their power...their dominance is their pride.

Until... someone challenged that pride.
. . .

*Whispers*
"Look! She alone is as scary as all seven of them combined..."

"Do you even know who we are?"
   "Customers. Now, coffee or not?"

"Leave. We'll sit here."
   "Why? Your roll numbers are engraved here?"

"You think you can scare us?... Cute."
   "D-did you just say... cute?"