Hello, it's me! Remember me? I'm the one who's always there but never been noticed, I'm the one you would have had only glances with, I'm the one who loves words more than people, I'm the one who often keeps to herself, I'm the one who craves the bed and music than the late night parties, I'm the one who's always there and maybe waiting to be noticed. Still no idea? Let me help you there, again. Remember the girl sitting at the first bench whom you called a 'nerd'? Remember the girl who usually walks alone, whom you assumed to be a weirdo? Remember the anonymous author in your school magazine who had posted that poem which you could connect with so well? Remember the girl who could talk with you hours over text but would keep mum in person?
I can see you're getting there.
I'm an Introvert. Okay now you couldn't care less, could you? Because who would be interested to know the story of an introvert, right? Well, I bet you would be after reading mine.
So let's get started, shall we?