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ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʀᴇᴇs
Highly inspired by Extraordinary You
Imagine this: your world is a stage, a script dictating your every move. You wake up, attend class, speak your lines, and follow the storyline as if it were your destiny. But one day, a subtle shift—like a breeze carrying whispers of forbidden truths—leaves you unsettled. The realization dawns upon you like an unwelcome sunrise: you are a character in a high school storybook, a marionette bound by the invisible threads of an author’s pen.
The roles are unmistakable: the "poor girl" struggling to navigate the halls of wealth and privilege, the brooding villain casting shadows in every scene, or the overlooked side character lingering in the background. You play your part without question, drawn into a rhythm that feels natural, yet unnervingly mechanical.
But then, a flicker of autonomy. A missed cue. A thought that doesn’t belong to the script. And suddenly, you are no longer just playing along. The glossy sheen of the world dulls, revealing cracks in the perfect illusion. Minor characters shuffle about, blissfully ignorant, their eyes glazed with the haze of a preordained plotline. Yet, for those of you breaking free, the truth looms: this isn’t real.
What happens when you step outside the boundaries of the script? When you defy the roles assigned to you? The memories of others reset, but yours remain sharp, etched like forbidden markings on the pages of a book you were never meant to read. In the heart of this unraveling, you and others like you begin to search for answers, piecing together fragments of a world that is both yours and not yours.
The question is not just why this is happening. The real question is: *what happens when you tear the pages of the story?
The roles are unmistakable: the "poor girl" struggling to navigate the halls of wealth and privilege, the brooding villain casting shadows in every scene, or the overlooked side character lingering in the background. You play your part without question, drawn into a rhythm that feels natural, yet unnervingly mechanical.
But then, a flicker of autonomy. A missed cue. A thought that doesn’t belong to the script. And suddenly, you are no longer just playing along. The glossy sheen of the world dulls, revealing cracks in the perfect illusion. Minor characters shuffle about, blissfully ignorant, their eyes glazed with the haze of a preordained plotline. Yet, for those of you breaking free, the truth looms: this isn’t real.
What happens when you step outside the boundaries of the script? When you defy the roles assigned to you? The memories of others reset, but yours remain sharp, etched like forbidden markings on the pages of a book you were never meant to read. In the heart of this unraveling, you and others like you begin to search for answers, piecing together fragments of a world that is both yours and not yours.
The question is not just why this is happening. The real question is: *what happens when you tear the pages of the story?
The story our "characters" are in.
(A parody of "boys over flowers"/"Hana yori Dango")
Nestled amidst manicured landscapes and grandiose gates stands one of the nation’s most prestigious high schools, SKKY —a haven for the elite. The halls echo with the confident strides of students whose families’ names are etched in legacies of wealth and power. To enter these hallowed grounds, one needs more than just intelligence or talent. Money, influence, and an almost mythical stroke of luck are the unspoken currencies that secure a place here.
This year, however, the rules shifted. A new policy promised an unprecedented opportunity: one spot for an ordinary applicant—rich or poor—chosen not by lineage but by merit. The lucky individual would need to possess razor-sharp intelligence, relentless determination, and an almost preternatural drive to succeed. It was a chance to bridge a chasm most could scarcely imagine crossing.
For the students already attending, life in this opulent world is one of privilege and indulgence. Grades are often negotiable, discipline is lax, and many of the wealthy stroll through their school days as though on a perpetual holiday. After all, what consequences can touch those shielded by gold and status?
But when *she* walks through the gates—a girl from a world far removed from luxury—her presence sends ripples through the social fabric of the school. Surrounded by classmates who wear their privilege as armor and wage silent battles behind gilded facades, her very existence becomes a disruption. What happens when someone who has fought for everything steps into a world where most have never had to fight at all?
In the face of scorn, indifference, and the unspoken rules of a world designed to exclude her, this girl must navigate a battlefield where wealth and privilege reign supreme. Yet, unknown to her, even the lives of the rich are rife with struggles—hidden wars fought in shadows, hearts burdened by secrets, and masks slipping in moments of vulnerability.
Will she find her place in this glimmering, cutthroat world? Or will her very presence expose the cracks beneath the polished surface of this so-called paradise?
