𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. Her clothes are too tight and her attitude runs too high. She laughs too loudly, wears too much yellow, carries too much confidence for someone her size. Most never realize it's all just a bright, blinding disguise, a loud kind of armor meant to distract from a heart that's quietly breaking.