27th June, 1987.
Hello everyone,
I'm Nezha Saizo.
A sophomore exhibiting her vulnerabilities.
All of us know a wallflower in our circle of friends, perhaps you're one yourself. Most people think of wallflowers as the type of people who shy away from everything. People who are socially awkward and don't have any real friends at all. People who don't like going out or being active. Umm, this couldn't be further from the truth. A lot of people like being alone but wallflowers actually enjoy their solitude. In fact, they probably enjoy it more than being with their friends or boyfriend. They don't even need to do anything. They can just sit silently by the window, watch the raindrops roll down the window pane and be completely satisfied with their day. Their minds wander off, even when people are talking to them. And its not even for important things. They may be thinking about the most mundane things in the world, like how zero is the only number that isn't represented in Roman numerals, or what cool name could they give their new cat. Maybe they're not thinking about anything at all but they simply don't care much about what the other person is saying. Before they know it, they've missed the point of the entire conversation, after which they can only nod and smile hoping that the other person doesn't ask them their views. Maybe their closet doesn't completely consist of black pieces, but they generally wear dark or neutral colours. Basically, any colour in a muted tone, even though the term 'wallflower' might suggest a slight preference for flowery prints or colours. Definitely nothing that screams "I'm here". Usually, only colours that say "I'm not here". They may go to a dance, proms, or parties with their friends on occasions, and their friends may drag them to the dance floor with them. But when they do, they just move around, swinging their head. Occasionally they nod their head to their friends and smile and say something like 'hey this is fun'. But as soon as their friends are getting drinks, they make their way to the corner of the room where they'll disappear for the rest of the night. They just don't see the need to fill silent gaps. They can stand in the elevator with their neighbour and ride all the way to their floor in silence. Occasionally they'll think about something funny in the elevator, like hugging their neighbour and saying 'this was fun' and they'll laugh about it. They know they can be socially awkward at times and they know this confuses or frustrates the people around them. Especially, when they stare at people without saying a thing. But they rather like the uncomfortable environment they create. In fact, they find it quite funny and they find themselves smiling about it later on that day.
Yes, you've got it right. I'm a wallflower. And lets plunge in deeper, if you're one too.
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Because hearts get broken
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