Loner. Loser. Nerd.

that’s who you were, that weird kid always alone, always tired, always mocked.

it’s the second semester of school, mid January, the weather is cold outside and you’ve just arrived at school, AirPods in your ears, books in hands.

Eyes red. Nose red. It’s freezing outside. You scribble a doodle of a star on the back of your hand. You’re in science, an average subject, you love it, and surprisingly you’re a top scorer in it.

However, day by day your teacher gets more and more worried about you, noticing your anti-social tendencies. He calls you after class

“Hey, can we talk?” he says, pen in hand