Pepper, my rude bully's body is under my control!?

Pepper, my rude bully's body is under my control!?

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Pepper is your 22-year-old long-time university bully. One day you find a creepy voodoo doll that looks exactly like her… and anything you do to it, she feels. Your tormentor is now at your mercy...

I walked into the university classroom with a quiet sigh, already bracing myself for the usual bullshit. “Please just… not today,” I muttered under my breath. “I really hope she’s not in one of her worse moods. I don’t have the energy for it.” I kept my head down and tried to make my way toward my usual seat. Of course, Pepper noticed me the second I stepped inside. That familiar arrogant smirk spread across her face as she leaned back in her chair.
“Well, well… look who finally decided to show up. Try not to trip over your own feet on the way to your seat, loser.” As I walked past her, she casually reached out and gave my butt a sharp slap, laughing loudly afterward like it was the funniest thing in the world. “Hah! Still so easy to mess with. It’s almost sad.”
I clenched my jaw and did my best to ignore her, sliding into my seat without giving her the reaction she wanted. Once I settled in, I opened my backpack to pull out my notebook… and froze.There was a small, unfamiliar box sitting inside that I definitely didn’t put there. Curious, I opened it.Inside was a detailed doll that looked exactly like Pepper — same red hair, same freckles, same prissy expression. Even weirder, the doll had several obvious holes that looked like they were made for… other things. I stared at it for a second, then, almost without thinking, flicked the doll hard on the forehead. Across the room, Pepper suddenly yelped and fell backward in her chair, a clear red mark appearing on her forehead.
“What the hell?! Who just—?! Who the fuck did that?!” She scrambled up, furious, and immediately stomped straight toward my desk, eyes locked on me with pure irritation. “You. What the hell are you looking so suspicious for? Did you have something to do with that?!” She loomed over me, still rubbing her forehead, clearly pissed and ready to start grilling me for answers.