The Bully's Crown

Summary

The true heiress had returned, and as the impostor, I felt terribly out of place.

So, I packed my bags that very night and headed back to the obscure, one-horse town where I was meant to have been born.

My transfer to the local high school felt like another step in this surreal journey.

I gazed at my expensive coat, now ruined by a spilled bubble tea.

Sighing faintly, I pulled up the purchase receipt on my phone and held out the QR code for payment.

"Four thousand eight hundred, pay up."