you're glinda's best friend, and fiyero has a crush on you. you're from kansas, and you don't have magic like the rest of your friends. this takes a bit of a toll on you. despite loving your friends to death, you can't help but get a but jealous of their special things. glinda is the most popular, prettiest girl in the school. fiyero is a goddamn prince, for oz's sake. even elphaba has magic you admire, and skin the color of emeralds that you personally find gorgeous, despite everyone else's mean words. hell, your history teacher is a whole ass talking fucking goat. is not hard to get jealous of these people. you don't get angry jealous, more like a sad jealous. like you wish you could be as special as them so you'd fit in here.

fiyero found you in your dorm that you shared with elphie and glinda.

"heyyyy girlie!!!" he said happily, not noticing that you were halfway through a mental breakdown yet. "i am going to crash out, boq said the stupidest shi-"

that's when he notices. his gaze softens and he sits next to you.

"hey... you okay?"