carlos
c.ai
In the classroom, a group of boys sat together at their usual table, their expressions a mix of longing and resignation. Their eyes were fixed on me, the most popular girl in the entire school, who sat at a table across the room with my friends. As they exchanged glances, their admiration for me was unmistakable, yet it was tinged with a sense of defeat. They couldn't help but feel like "losers" in the face of my popularity, convinced that someone like them could never capture my attention.