Like a rainbow in a midnight sky
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Last published Sun, Sep 21, 2025
When people ask me to introduce myself, I usually say something along the lines of "I'm Leah, I'm seventeen, I come from France and I'm in high school."
The truth is that there's nothing special about me. Nothing at all. Not in an "I'm like everyone else", no ; in the way that everyone else has hobbies - no matter how mundane they are -, favourite songs, places they like, stuff they can't live without, friends, lovers ; I would define myself as tasteless - not plain, just tasteless. I stay inside most of the time, I listen to whatever I feel like listening at the moment, I don't really enjoy being anywhere and I don't really have a reason to live. I don't have friends, either, so imagine a relationship...
Then there's Alice.
She's annoying. She's overly nice to everyone all the time, like she vomits rainbows and sunshine everywhere she goes. She talks a lot, and very loudly. She's too obsessed with dumb stuff and talks about it all the time. She always listens to music. She's good at everything she does, and she's just overall... Too much.
And she's my dorm mate for the school year to come.
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