Against the Odds: When the Quality is Bad But I Am

The Beginning

Sigh

Devon received his math test back, and with no surprise, it was done flawlessly, receiving a perfect mark. Test-taking was a routine for him, as every test he finished was done perfectly. He was the top student in his grade and the top student in the whole school. If that wasn't enough, he was dubbed the perfect man at the high school he was attending.

He wasn't just smart. He wasn't half bad at sports, either. He never would commit to a team, but he was above average when it came to athletics and just about everything else the school had to offer. Devon was also very fit for only being in the gym once or twice every two weeks. These characteristics made Devon a victim of his Fangirl's confessions.

He was labeled a pretty boy for his rather girlish appearance. He lived with his rich grandmother, and she always told him his long hair made him look "girly." It was obviously meant as a joke, but Devon was so sick of being called a girl that he cut his long hair off. His grandmother was sad at first but, in time, understood where his appearance change came from. His haircut wasn't bad, not bad at all; it was just a significant change. Doing this only seemed to have the opposite effect of what he wanted, being that it only made him prey for more confessions.

Devon had long eyelashes and big dark blue eyes, making him look dolly. He had beautiful pale skin with no blemishes or pimples in sight. Devon's skin was something he didn't have to work hard for; it also didn't require much maintenance. His perfect, glassy skin was from his parent's genes and his other attributes.

Devon wasn't a very expressive individual, but when he was, he used his features the best he could to make it easier for the other person to understand. To most of his classmates, it came off as spontaneous flirting, which was the furthest thing from what he was actually doing. He just wanted to get along with his classmates, but his good looks only pushed his peers away from an actual friendship.

His classmates didn't push him away in a physical sense; it was in the metaphorical sense that they didn't know how to navigate being friends with someone like him. To them, he was some untouchable who would never want to be around them, but it wasn't like that at all. It was more of them not understanding that he was a person, too. They treated him like some unsolicited God, something that Devon hated. And then you might be thinking: "Well, if they pushed him away, how was he so popular?"
Most of the kids attending the school weren't very serious about it, not like Devon. They didn't seem to get that he wasn't interested in going to parties and doing drugs or getting drunk, and the unfortunate reality of his morals made it harder for Devon to make the friendships he so desired, but if he was being honest, he wasn't so desperate for a friend that he would choose one of those types of people. There was nothing real about the school. Ever since he came to the realization himself, he kept to himself.

Most people that are popular make it their entire personality. Their character becomes entirely washed out by fame, and their existence is merely to keep their status, so much so that they don't focus on their actual goals and aspirations. Their confidence relies solely on their past accomplishments, not thinking about what they want to do next.

Devon wasn't like that.

He understood that being popular meant you couldn't sculpt your entire personality around it, and of course, he knew he was popular. That much was evident and something he wasn't going to deny to make himself sound humble. Devon was different, though, or at least he was trying to be. He didn't want to focus on things that would be trivial in the long run. Instead, he spent his time on his studies. He was dedicated to his work, while the other kids focused on getting close to Devon for inconsequential reasons.

This being said it was apparent that he would turn down said confessions. He found no reason to indulge in relationships when the people who asked him were there for ulterior motives. The people who confessed to Devon were either obsessed with his looks or were there just to have fun, and don't get him wrong. Devon loved to have fun but didn't like to have fun with people who didn't really care. Devon just has morals, and everyone took that and assumed he was gay or that he just didn't like relationships since he turned down "the most beautiful girl" in school.