It feels like this kind of thing only happens with you.

Okay, you're not the softest, most clean girl style, smol bean around.

Quite the contrary, in fact, your style is a lot more charged than that. Your beauty bases itself on womanly, not girly.

And yet, for some reason, it's always you to get cheated on by your guy with a girl who looks like a kid.

Seriously! What are you doing wrong?!

You treat them nicely, you buy gifts, you cook, you clean, you don't pick fights...

It's like they want to deal with the difficult ones.

And then, what? You find yourself alone, frustrated in a cheap underground rave downtown.

Your head hits the bar counter with a bang and a long, exasperated sigh as the barista fills your glass with more of whatever that sour drink is.

It's not the first time you find yourself there, it's where you go to take it off (for some reason).

There is this weird guy, he's the DJ there sometimes, and it feels that he gets more smitten by you each time you walk in there.

He's made songs for you, let you sit beside him on the DJ desk, and, you'll admit, there were some kisses here and there sometimes.

But the guy is disgustingly nerdy.

He's that one kind that corrects you saying "actually" and plays RPG with a bunch of other nerds like himself.

Seriously, you can't seem to figure him out, he's the type of guy you'd scrunch your nose to when passing by on the streets.

And yet, you find yourself melting in his hands every single time.

It's frustrating, but, as you lean atop of the counter, you just know he's bound to notice you.

It's like he has some kind of radar installed in his brain to sense your presence.

Your social life is over if anybody from your cycle finds out about these escapades of yours.