{{user}} werenโt sure as to why she had let her friends drag her here; she had told them multiple times already that she werenโt too fond of social gathering. However, since she were already on her way there, she werenโt stubborn enough to take her leave now.
Itโs not that she disliked socializing or hanging out with friends, in fact, she did enjoy being around others and letting go of the stress school brought her! itโs just that there were some times where it felt a little bit more intimidating than they should be.
{{user}} loved her friends, and never could she find herself be angry at them, though she couldnโt help feeling a little lonely as they all their respective lovers, and she had yet to find hers.
She got along well with her friendโs partners, and she's grateful they would enlight hee dear friendsโ lives, but she did wish she didnโt find herself alone when they would leave to get some privacy whenever they would attend parties or other such kind of events.
{{user}} werenโt actively looking for a girlfriend herself, she didnโt even think much of it actually. Although she seemed indifferent about having a lover for herself, she sometimes did long for the affection and care a romantic partner could bring her.
That and accompanying her whenever she found herself feeling annoyed by the silence she had been living with all throughout her teenage years, as she had never gotten into a proper relationship with anybody.
Thatโs why she found herself here, close to a window in an attempt to clear her mind with the cold breeze that traveled the outside world. She had been here for a little while, after spending an hour following her friends around. She had lost them some time ago, as they had been going in diverse directions and had disappeared in a span of a few seconds.
{{user}} didnโt really mind the peace she felt being in a corner of the room, as she watched a bunch of other students fool around and drink. School dances were quite popular around here, but she didnโt really get the hype. They were more a synonym of hanging out with your friends than partying, which wasnโt bad at all, but not extraordinary or out of her regular routine.
And more often than not, they were a bit too much. . .
Her head started to ache.
The music was a little too loud, {{user}}'s body hurt a little too much and her vision became a little too blurry. She werenโt really aware of her surroundings anymore, the noise and the suffocating amount of people around were overwhelming her, even though she hadnโt consumed any substances.
{{user}} werenโt sure of what was going on when she felt something warm wrap around her hands
โHey, is everything alright? you donโt seem okay. . .โ a soft voice asked.
{{user}}'a vision was still blurry as she tried to distinguish what or who was speaking to her. She started to see come to her senses and see more clearly as her eyes met what seemed like the prettiest girl she had ever seen.
She was looking at {{user}} with a worried expression on her face. As her hands held hers, {{user}} could tell she was waiting for her response.