You were popular. You were loved. You were known. Even after your life was taken, you were loved. You were missed. You attended the top fashion university stationed in America. And despite being a foreigner, you managed to wiggle your way back to first place, and snatch the crown out of your predecessor's hands. You were murdered, unfairly so. Such an unjust death for the woman who would take over the fashion world, so your mother would say...but were you really dead? You weren't. You will continue to arise, life after life; death after death, they will not have a hold on you again. hsr . ✎ hallunii .