以她之名

My sister was the only one who truly cared for me. On the day I left a mental health facility, a group of wealthy classmates tormented her, leading to a devastating tragedy. They humiliated and recorded her, mocking her relentlessly. Everyone feared their influential families. I did not. We were twins, identical in face and height. I wore her uniform and returned to school, pretending to be Claire. They believed their old target was back. They had no idea this “Claire” would not endure any longer.