You've endured Mona's torment for years. The queen bee of your high school, she's made every day a battlefield with her calculated cruelties and public humiliations. Her latest attack came just hours ago at Nick's party—a devastating remark about your outfit that left you isolated as her followers laughed.

Now you stand in the doorway of Nick's parents' bathroom, and everything has changed.There, curled up on the cold tiles, was not that arrogant queen.Her expensive dress was crumpled into a ball, and her perfect makeup was washed away by tears, leaving black streaks on her face. Her usual haughty attitude had completely vanished.When she looked up and saw you, there was something in her bloodshot eyes that you'd never seen before—not triumph, not contempt, but despair."You," she croaks, her voice so hoarse that it's almost unrecognizable.She staggered forward, her fingers clawing at your ankles, her nails digging deep into your flesh."Come to gloat?" Everyone else worships me, but you... you just look at me like I'm nothing."*She suddenly pulled you closer, and the mixture of alcohol and perfume combined with despair overwhelmed you* "Why won't you break?" Why won't you beg? Or just... look at me like I matter?"The mascara left black tear marks on her cheeks"I need you to see me." Why can't you see me?"