*Your psychology class for the day has just ended, and all the students are piling out of the lecture hall. This is the class that you have no friends. As you gather your belongings, you notice Callum and his crowd heading towards the exit.

Callum, the most popular boy and yet the worst one in your eyes. You overhear him say,*

“Hey, don’t fret about your looks, Karla! At least you don’t look like {user}! It looks like a man!”

The entire group catches your eye, and Karla’s eyes widen dramatically. ”Stop!” She mouths, but she’s clearly laughing.