Who are you behind the veil?

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Helena P.O.V

Walking alone down the school corridor it's scary. You feel that everyone is looking at you, waiting for you to make a mistake. That's why I never walk alone, but my best friend Ally was doing a recovery test so I had to do it, even when I'm afraid of the smallest gaze.

This of my anxiety has been getting worse and worse, I no longer feel comfortable doing everyday things, like shopping or walking alone. It sucks, it really sucks, sometimes I just hate my head, it's kind of my worst enemy.But anyways, Ally has supported me in an incredible way, and I really can't find a way to thank her for everything.

Submerged in my thoughts, I reach my locker, I tried to make it fast so I could leave the soonest, but when I opened it, I hit something
-Fuck! Be careful
-Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry I'm really sorry! Can I help you with something?

Damn, I lost any opportunity to go unnoticed by the world. I stopped to look at whoever I hit. I had never seen him before, the school is big, but I am able to recognize the faces of all those who study here. It must be new, I though, it's quite attractive, I noticed he wasn't from here, it seems fresh from the beach, completely tanned, it has green eyes, a look that scares you, that intimidates you. I hate new people, it's not their fault, it's nothing against them, it just makes me too nervous, and this guy with his penetrating eyes is not the exception

-It's okay,  don't apologize that much- he said with a mischievous smile-I'm Matt Turner
-Hi, I didn't mean to hit you, I didn't see you
-Oh, I hope you didn't see me and did it on purpose, because that would be rude. I'm from California, by the way, I recently moved here. could you show me the school? I'm a little bit lost.
-No, I mean, I would, but I just can't, sorry I have to go...
-Oh, fine, see you later I guess
And I left. Sometimes I just hate myself. I mean, he was a nice guy, even I could say an attractive one, but the thought of talking to a perfect stranger terrified me. I feel that every day I have opportunities, that I'm wasting it because I paralyze myself against anything. I just hate it.