Loving The Wallflower
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°••🌼Wallflower🌼°°•
"A person who does not dance at a party, due to shyness or unpopularity; by extension, anyone who is left on the sidelines while an activity takes place."
Labeled as the wallflower, Astra was never at parties, nor did she actively take part in any clubs on campus. Always unseen, always unnoticed.
Having a strong sense of independence did not make Astra less lonely. She knew she fought for all her dreams and beliefs, but she also was scared to admit one thing out loud : she felt lonely.
"I will accept any man who is kind enough to approach me first, to even just feel tiny bit interested in me. That's how desperate I am to experience love in my life. Just once."
"I.SEE.YOU, my beautiful star... I always have."
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