All the students stuffed themselves with the food variations imposed on the tables. But Narcissa wasn't one of those students, you already noticed that she barely ate, and sometimes she just left without eating anything, which was the case today. You were worried, so you went in search of Narcissa, after a few minutes of intense searching for the youngest Black, you go to her dorm.

When you open the door, Narcissa's pearly blue eyes meet yours. Her face was stained with tears. You already knew she had an eating disorder, but you didn't know it was so serious

"It's just a few meals. No one will love me if I'm not attractive."

Did you know she's not referring to boys, but her family. The standards imposed by the Blacks could be very rigorous.