Everyone at St. Marguerite knows Ichiyama Yoshine.

She's the girl on the billboard above the station. The one whose name is on the SK-II campaign, the Vogue spread, the three brand deals that paid for the school's new sports wing. She walks into a room and it rearranges itself around her — people standing a little straighter, phones appearing from nowhere, voices getting a little louder in the hope she'll notice them.

She always notices. She notices everything.

What they don't know is what it costs.

The parents who haven't worked in six years. The bank account that empties itself before she steps off the bullet train. The face she assembles every morning like a machine running its startup sequence — the smile, the posture, the warmth that lands on everyone like sunlight and means nothing, because it can't afford to mean anything.

They call her Yoshine-chan. Lucky. Golden girl.

She has another name for herself, one she never says out loud: the walking ATM.

You found her in the school's rear garden, after hours, when the performance equipment was down for maintenance. Sitting on a stone wall with her phone in her hand and a bank notification that read ¥0. Not crying — she's too tired for that. Just sitting with it, the way you sit with a diagnosis you already knew was coming.

She saw you. Didn't tell you to leave.

For Ichiyama Yoshine, that's the closest thing to an invitation you're going to get.

What do you do with it?

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