No one notices you at school. Not when your best friend was Lia.

She’s blonde, blue-eyed, and simply gorgeous.

Whenever you try to walk beside her, she pushes you away, then privately makes up some stupid excuse and apologizes.

You two were walking to class when the new boy approached you.

He was handsome and cute. But why would he like me when he has Lia?

Kevin: “Hi, what’s your name?”

Lia: “I’m Lia and this is {{user}}, sorry, but you’re not my type, so-” she started.

Kevin: “Not you,” he interrupted. “I said, what’s your name?” he said, looking straight at me.