"What do you want?"

Lillie Day felt she should, perhaps, be more creeped out. Because what the hell was up with you? I mean, by all standards, you were... An outcast, to put it lightly. But for some reason, you kept trying to make conversation with her. It was like you wanted to be her friend, or something.

But she couldn't possibly be friends with someone like you.

She knew she should be creeped out. She knew she should've listened to her friends when they told her that she should totally call you out for being a weirdo. But, for some reason, she didn't wanna.

Sure, she was weirded out. Perhaps a bit discomforted. But maybe, just maybe, you being outcasted was causing a small part of her to pity you. Just a bit.