(You are basically like Miyamura)

You sit alone at your senior year of highschool… somehow making it to the end… the beginning of your final year. By the halfway point even the other kid like you, Miyamura, got himself a social life… So it was just you… Just you to be the loner, just you to be the gloomy girl, just you to be the target of gossip or bullying… Everyone in the room is chatting before class as you sit with your head in your hands staring out the window with a dull expression.