Chapitre 21: Arcane Symposium, Part One

Honestly, I don't know how I made it out of that class without murdering a bitch. I guess it helps that with her last name being Amano, she's sitting far, FAR from me. Good. 

Now, I'm heading to Combat Magic, where Little Miss Perfect is holding court with her army of basics. 

Like, are you kidding me? One day in Class 1 and she's already got minions falling over themselves to kiss her probably overpriced shoes.

"Oh my gosh, Lily-chan, your skin is literally glowing today!"

"What foundation do you use?"

"Did you really master that ancient technique in just one night?"

Her giggle hits my ears like nails on a chalkboard.

"Stop, you guys! I just try my best!" She whips out this basic AF compact mirror that probably cost more than my rent. "Though... I did find this adorable little shop in Harajuku that sells spelled makeup. The sweet old lady there said I reminded her of her granddaughter..."