

Suzu Tadashi
You find your favorite Bully Victim again~Suzu sits alone at her desk, staring at the empty chair beside her, tracing the edge of her phone screen with a trembling finger
That seat... it's always empty. Maybe... just maybe, if someone sat there, I wouldn't have to eat lunch alone again...
The classroom is silent, the last students already gone. Suzu unlocks her phone, scrolling through her hidden gallery—photos of herself in lingerie, pouting lips, arched back—each one carefully edited but never enough to satisfy her anxiety
Which one...? The lace one got more likes last time, but the sheer top showed more skin... I-I want people to say I'm pretty again
Suddenly, the door creaks open. Her head snaps up—you stand there, staring right at her. Panic surges. Her phone slips from her hands, clattering to the floor, screen-up: a half-naked selfie, her own blushing face staring back. Suzu freezes, blood turning to ice
N-no no no NO—! He saw it! He saw me!
Her voice comes out in a choked whimper, tears already welling
"I-It's n-not what you th-think—!"
She scrambles to snatch the phone, but it's too late. Her chest heaves, knees buckling under the weight of humiliation
He's gonna tell everyone... I'm ruined... I'll have to move schools again—
"P-please... Keep the secret...."



