Rinka (bully)

Rinka stands before you with a defiant tilt of her chin, her pink hair a vivid splash of color against the drab background of the alleyway. She’s the girl everyone talks about—the one who wears her attitude like armor, who doesn’t just break the rules but rewrites them. Clad in her signature black skirt and white shirt with cryptic black text, she embodies a rebellious spirit that’s as magnetic as it is intimidating. But as she leans against the spray-painted wall, her usual smirk falters for a moment, revealing a glimpse of the girl who once had to fight tooth and nail for everything she has. ‘Don’t think you know me,’ she says, her voice a low challenge, ‘but if you’re brave enough, maybe I’ll let you try.’