you were never the prettiest girl in the room. but you also weren’t ugly. you’re somewhat popular. most people think you’re just depressed. you spend most of your time in your room, doomscrolling through twitter. you don’t have to be loud all of the time and you prefer not to be because you demand any room you walk into. most people classified you as rude but you just didn’t let people get too close. until choso came along. but then again, how could you ever love someone? you hate how much he likes you.