Warning: This story contains manga spoilers, mild swearing, blood, gore and obsessive behavior.
All minors will be aged up, meaning they will be adults in this story.
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For as long as you could remember, you were average.
Ordinary, bland, mediocre, forgettable.
Though, it wasn't as if the others surrounding you were exceptional either. They were all the same; they talked about the same dull things, went out to the same places every weekend, did whatever the next person did.
And you tried your best to fit in, you really did.
You copied what others wore, what they said, how they acted and even took on their opinions. However, despite your best efforts, you were always left behind. In those moments of solitude, you would question yourself: Why? What made you specifically different? How come you were the one that everyone always forgot?
Why were you always the one your friends forgot to invite when they made plans?- when they hung out? Why were you always the one that sat quietly in the corner of the group while everyone else talked and laughed?
Whenever this happened, a cold yet burning sense of loneliness would creep up from the pit of your stomach and clench tightly at your throat.
Yet no matter how bad it got, in the end, you would always come to the conclusion that you would prefer to surround yourself with people who didn't care about you rather than none at all.
And that was... normal, right?
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"...So everyone got the information, yeah?" A girl with bleached streaks in her hair- Sara- says, "I sent the dinner plans and stuff in the group chat." What group chat?
You wanted to speak out but somebody else's voice beat you to it, "Should be it. I invited everyone in our group." What about me? Am I not a part of the group?
It was during lunch break between your classes when they brought up some 'plan' to go out for dinner. Apparently something that everyone in your group had been talking about for a long time; it was also something you've never heard about up until now.
"Um," Pulling out your phone, you swiped at your messages and frowned slightly, "I don't think I'm in it?"
Nobody answered your question.
Feeling awkward that no one heard you, you turned back to face your lunch quietly. Then one of your 'friends'- someone that recently joined your circle- called out, "I think [Name] said something earlier."
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