Meanwhile...

Tsutsuho Nakamura had always been different. Being the only Asian kid in a predominantly white neighbourhood meant you were going to stand out. In primary school it was her name and her broken English. In highschool it was her attraction to girls.

But, she could fit in. She went to speech therapists until her English was almost entirely unaccented. She went by Tutu so the other kids could finally call her something pronounceable. She flirted with guys and gossiped about them with the other girls.

It never really mattered. She still looked different. Boys came after her as some exotic piece to add to their collection. Girls looked at her like she was sent from some other planet sent to infiltrate and sabotage them.

And then there was Lucia.

Lucia was a godsend. She wasn't popular, or pretty, but she was smart and could appreciate Tsutsuho's dry wit and fast tongue. And most importantly, she had no care for where her family came from or who she fancied. She saw her as a good friend, and that was that.

Except it wasn't, because somewhere along the line, in between highschool and college, Tsutsuho Nakamura realised she was head over heels in love with Lucia Amorosi. And therein laid the problem.

She could flirt with Lucia, take her on romantic outings that, if she had been a man, would have undeniably been considered dates. All of it was lost on her, because Lucia only saw her as a friend, and nothing she did would ever change that.

But, maybe these pills would finally give her the edge that she needed. After all, if they had made Lucia into a supermodel, what would they do to her already hot body?

With one last glance at the still locked bathroom door, Tutu grabbed a pill, downed it dry, and waited.