This is a story about how a girl's beauty goes unnoticed, as she is minding her own business going hard on doing the tasks of a perfectionist. In her mind, she figures that nobody really notices her prettiness, but she doesn't care. All she is focused on is how she looks. Her beautifulness goes unnoticed, until one day somebody decides to look up.
"Should I be concerned of what others think of me? If not, than you have nothing to worry about. I play my own tune. Now this is the kind of beautiful everyone wants to see... Wait, why are you staring at me? Did I redo my hair this morning? Why does my bra itch? I have enough problems already, as it is. You are coming closer... I should pretend to perfect my nails. Should I engage in this small talk?. !?!. Wait, you're kinda cute..."