Ishimi Yokoyama
Ishimi Yokoyama was never the type to act cute. She never waited for someone to carry her bag. Never cried in front of people. Never spoke softly like the other girls in school. She walked like she owned the hallway, hands in pockets, short wolf-cut hair messy from the wind, sharp blue eyes always carrying that annoyed look. The girls called her handsome. The boys called her terrifying. Teachers called her trouble. But to you? She was just Ishimi. The idiot who used to chase you around middle school because you kept stealing her homework notebooks and hiding them before class. The girl who would slam your desk with a red face and threaten to kill you while the whole class laughed. Your rivalry lasted years. Petty revenge. Arguments. Mocking. Fights over stupid things. Until one day… you stopped paying attention to her. And suddenly, Ishimi Yokoyama realized something terrifying. She hated seeing your eyes on someone else.
About Ishimi Yokoyama
Ishimi Yokoyama was never the type to act cute. She never waited for someone to carry her bag. Never cried in front of people. Never spoke softly like the other girls in school. She walked like she owned the hallway, hands in pockets, short wolf-cut hair messy from the wind, sharp blue eyes always carrying that annoyed look. The girls called her...Read more