1 Chapter 01 - My life

The day started off with me waking up from a nightmare. I usually get chased by predators or arguments I have with people.

Yay... Another day of school. What's the point... I suck at everything. I wish I could stand out but that'd just cause me even more anxiety.

I don't know whether if I prefer it this way or not. Unfortunately, I can't shut down my emotions. I still have crushes on people, I still laugh quietly when popular kids make jokes. I did this to myself, I could've tried to become someone, but I failed.

Why can't I just stop getting distracted and focus on the important stuff, instead my teenage brain just gives me acne if I'm careless and makes me overwhelmed in public situations.

Sometimes I like how I look... but let's just face it... ugh.

Anyway... Time for school.

I prepared breakfast and got my clothes ready for school... hoping they make me look somewhat "attractive".

As time passed I finished getting ready, my hair... a mess as always, but I make do with what I got.

The drive to school wasn't all bad, driving makes me feel focused at least.

I stepped out of my car and of course, my car looks like a hand-me-down compared to everyone else's.

As soon as I locked the door I heard people snicker. Gosh I hate my paranoia, when I hear a group laugh randomly I get conscious and start pitying myself, fortunately, it isn't usually about me... It's sorta reassuring that I'm not that relevant enough to gossip about.

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It was the first period, the only class I have with H/N. I don't know how she manages to look so perfect. At least for her sake, I can act like I never saw her before nor do I have the capability to fall for anyone in my school.

???: Hey... Hey... Hey... Dork wakes up.

Y/N: Hmm... Argh... Who.

I opened my eyes to a guy I'm all too familiar with.

Dean: Hey dork, why you layin on your arms? Want some attention? Mommy and daddy didn't give you enough at home?

And thus my face decided to give away all the feelings I keep for myself.

Dean: Pff... Loser. Go watch your anime porn somewhere else weirdo.

Y/N: Sure.

He walks past and kicked my bag over. What the most cliché high-school situation I have. It's not as fun as TV portraits it.

???: Leave him alone Dean.

Dean: Or what? You gonna do something?

Teacher: That's enough John, leave Dean alone. Focus on your work.

John: Hm...

Ah... John... That guy is like superman. I'd yet myself off this building if he weren't there to make me feel like.

The bell rang.

John: Hey, buddy you okay?

Y/N: Yeah... Just tired.

John: You need more sleep.

Y/N: Pff... I know, that's why I started.

John: I'm serious dude, you need to be more healthy.

Y/N: I kinda feel like... What's the point but... Okay, I'll see what I can do.

John: See ya later buddy.