Work Text:
Aoi was a master of deceiving. Her personality, her life. The perfect, beautiful girl everyone always thought she was. Her childhood best friend, who only liked her for who she pretended to be, had fallen to be deceived. Her best friend that hardly scratched the surface of knowing her. No one ever knew her, the real her.
Everyone thought it was real, that she was real. The perfect, intelligent girl who received a 510 on her finals. The girl who made heads turn when she walked passed. But she wasn’t the girl they thought she was.
Aoi had always hated the people who could be popular without trying. She hated Akane, because he never had to put much effort. And Akane thought the same, though, he’d never known the truth until the events with No. 6. But they’d known each other for years and he’d never once picked up her changing to fit other’s ideals.
No one ever saw through the facade, until she met Minamoto Teru. Minamoto knew exactly who she was from the beginning, that she was deceiving, manipulating. He hated her. He hated her because she wasn’t genuine. But she could be of good use for marriage. If she were still alive perhaps.
She had listened to Nene’s rantings of her supernatural crush with a fake genuine smile on her face, but silently jealous the entire time. How could she be so in love with a boy who no longer exists and be herself at the same time? Or happy Nene claims her other best friend, Kou, is with his boyfriend. She wanted that happiness too. Why couldn’t she have it?
She was jealous, of how happy other people were, of how easy they got it without trying.
Why couldn’t she be like that? Why did she need to be a master deceiving?