Be Who You Are

The next morning, I walked into school like I hadn’t just caused a social earthquake yesterday.

New city, new school, and somehow I was already in a cold war with the school queen and possibly her entire royal court. Great.

Then, like some slow-motion scene from a teen movie, he walked in.

Tall. Sharp jaw. Designer shoes. Hair that clearly had more products in it than I had in my whole bathroom. His energy screamed rich, and judging from how the classroom nearly melted the second he stepped in, I figured this was the Lucky.

I’d heard the whispers. His name was everywhere. The DIL family’s only heir. Probably eats gold flakes for breakfast. And, of course — Shini’s boyfriend.

Because apparently, the universe loves clichés.

While I sat there drinking water and trying not to roll my eyes too hard, I saw it — Shini leaning over, whispering to him with her dramatic victim face on.

“Baby! Yesterday that new girl pushed me! I fell down! It was so embarrassing!”

Lucky's face twisted like he’d just heard his Bentley got scratched.

“What?! How dare she?”

And then came the parrots.

“Yes! We saw it all!”

“She didn’t even apologise! She gave this sarcastic little smirk when she walked away!”

Honestly, I should’ve charged them for creating fanfiction about me.

Lucky nodded like a knight accepting a battle quest. “Don’t worry, baby. I won’t let her go unpunished.”

I sipped my water like, Okay Romeo, calm down before your Rolex falls off.

At break time, I was heading to the canteen, already planning my lunch in my head (chicken sandwich, fries, maybe a donut if fate was kind), when I saw something that made me stop.

A girl, small and fragile-looking, had just been pushed. Some girls walked away laughing, and she was left picking up her books from the floor. She looked like she’d cry if the wind blew too hard.

I walked over and offered my hand.

“Hey, you okay?”

She looked up and nodded, tears in her eyes. “Thank you…”

“I’m Lucy,” I said, helping her up.

“I’m Sofia,” she replied, her voice as soft as her smile.

“Well, Sofia, wanna go to the canteen with me? It’s scientifically proven that food solves everything.”

She giggled and nodded.

We sat down and started eating, and she slowly opened up. How she gets bullied, how she never had a friend, how she always eats alone. My heart kind of cracked a little.

Then she said something that hit me right in the feels.

“You’re my first friend in this school.”

I didn’t say anything at first. Just smiled. And took another bite of my fries, because if I spoke, I might’ve gotten too soft. And I wasn’t about to cry over potatoes in public.

On our way back to class, fate decided I hadn’t had enough drama for the day.

Lucky.

Standing there like a fashion ad come to life. Behind him? Shini and her twin cheerleaders, smirking like this was about to be their victory scene.

“You!” Lucky said, stepping in front of me like he owned the air.

“How dare you push my girlfriend?! Do you even know who I am?! What I can do?! Apologise to her. Now. Kneel if you have to!”

I blinked.

Then I smiled.

“I don’t waste time arguing with people who believe their own fairy tales,” I said sweetly. “And if you think I’m going to kneel — dream on, prince charming.”

His eyes twitched. “Don’t test me. I’ll ruin your life if you don’t apologise.”

“Wow,” I said, “Is this how you flirt? Because it’s really not working.”

His jaw clenched. “I’m serious.”

“And I’m seriously bored,” I replied, folding my arms. “I may be the villain in your love story, Lucky, but I’m the hero in mine. So, if you’ll excuse me... I have classes to attend and better people to talk to.”

I walked past him like nothing happened. But I felt the silence. The way his ego cracked. He wasn’t used to being dismissed — especially not by someone who didn’t care about his fancy last name or luxury school bag.

Spoiled rich boy messed with the wrong girl.

After school, I was ready to go home and bury myself in snacks and my blanket when I heard someone running behind me.

“Lucy! Wait!”

I turned. It was Sofia, practically bouncing with curiosity.

“I heard you had a fight with Lucky today!”

“Lucky?” I tilted my head. “Oh, you mean Mr. Spoiled Rich Boy?”

“Don’t call him that!” she gasped. “Don’t you know he’s from the DIL family? They’re like, the richest people in K City!”

“Okay? And?” I shrugged. “If he messes with me, he’s getting messed with right back. I don’t care if his dad owns the moon.”

Sofia’s mouth hung open. “You’re really not scared of them?”

“Nope. If they create problems for me, I’ll just create problems back. And, listen—” I paused, looking her right in the eyes. “Be who you are, not who the world wants you to be. Got it?”

Her eyes lit up. “Got it.”

“I’m heading home. See you tomorrow!” I waved and walked off, my shoes clicking like an outro scene in a K-drama.

Let them talk. Let them plot.

If they wanted drama — I was the whole show

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