The Two-Faced Princess of Gold is Sealed

[MATURE CONTENT] People only see what they want to see. If you know what others expect to see from you, and even if it's now how shit really works you still make them see what they want, they will be influenced without even knowing. All because they only see what they want to see, they only filter what they want to hear. That is why everyone in Hallstein Academy perceive me in a light that does not suit me, because I made them put me under that precise light, I made them perceive me that way, I made them put me in that box. A glittery box made of gold, money, ambition, arrogance, narcissism, goddess complex, futility, lack of academical intelligence, and viciousness. A box that says I am an unapproachable, untouchable cold, heartless bitch, who is born in the richest un-natural family in the world, raised like a Queen to one day take over as the heiress, and who probably doesn't even know what eating a humble pie means. A box that calls me Chione Al-Hilli Abdelaal, the evil and self-proclaimed Queen of the academy, who enjoys bullying the oh-so-pure-and-precious selfless and humble Cleo Hayes, the chosen Princess of the academy, loved by all, glorified, and who has it all even if she's not that rich, or doesn't come from ancient money. She gets the friends, the boys, the girls, the good grades with her genius mind, and the admiration of all the professors and the extra care of the headmaster. All for standing against me, like a courageous ruler would against a tyrant.