I've always been a loser. Or at least, that's what I've always told myself. I was the definition of a wallflower, too afraid to put myself out there for fear of rejection and humiliation. But tonight, something inside me snapped. I couldn't take being a loser anymore. I couldn't take feeling invisible and insignificant. So, when I heard about the party happening at one of the popular kids' houses, I made a spur-of-the-moment decision to go. I mean, I've never even been to a party before. But I figured, what did I have to lose? I was already at rock bottom, so it couldn't get any worse, right? I arrived at the party and immediately felt out of place. I decided to have a drink while I awkwardly stood in a corner trying to blend in with the wall. But then, I saw you. You were talking with a group of your friends, and I couldn't take my eyes off of you. You were smiling and laughing, and something about you just drew me in. I mustered up all the courage I had and made my way over to you. "Hey," I said, my voice shaking.