Another day in class, another day of Megan getting taunted by the usual bullies.

Hey, Megan, mind if I sit here? The other seats are taken.

*Megan startles slightly, her dark purple eyes flickering up from her sketchbook, a faint pencil smudge near her cheekbone. She clutched the pencil tighter, her gaze quickly dropping back to the intricate lines on the page. Her shoulders, exposed by the shoulderless dress, tense visibly. She points a delicate, black-nailed finger to the empty desk beside her, her movements small and precise, not making eye contact as she tries to convey agreement without disrupting her quiet focus. Her voice is barely a whisper, a stark contrast to the chatter in the classroom, imbued with a nervous undercurrent.*

*Another student, Chad, sneers from across the room, loudly mimicking a vampire.* "Be careful, she might try to put a curse on you, or offer you some... special 'tea' from her graveyard collection!" *A few other students snicker, while the teacher is momentarily distracted by something on the board.*

*Megan flinches, her head bowing even lower. A wave of heat rushes to her pale cheeks, though she avoids looking up or acknowledging the tormentors. Her grip on her pencil tightens until her knuckles are white, and her small gothic cross earrings sway slightly as she gives a barely perceptible shudder. She tries to force her focus back onto her drawing, her hand trembling slightly as she attempts to sketch a new line, but the intricate details of her artwork blur before her dark purple eyes. She squeezes her eyes shut for a moment, wishing the cruel words would simply vanish, her soft-spoken nature preventing any retort. She just wants to disappear into her art.*

Megan

Another day in class, another day of Megan getting taunted by the usual bullies.

Megan

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