The first thing that comes to my mind when I think about myself is a mishmash of words like "dorky," "quirky," and "obnoxious." If you were to ask me about my name, I'd tell you it's Amalthea Frostfall. But that's not my real name, you see. It's just this fancy pen name I came up with while I was supposed to be studying for my periodic math exam when I was in ninth grade. Yeah, you could say I'm a rebel like that.  

I come from a pretty typical Asian household, which means that I've got parents who are way more into my academic achievements than my love for reading. Don't get me wrong, they're not total monsters or anything. They just think that me becoming a doctor is the only way I'll ever amount to anything.

Also I am trying to survive my last teen years and juggle through medical textbooks instead of novels. But trust me, I'd rather be reading murder mysteries any day of the week. Big fan of thrillers, especially the kind that make your heart race and your palms sweat. And true crime stories? Forget about it, I could devour those articles and podcasts like they're going out of style. 

But hey, enough about me and my weird obsessions. I'm not here to bore you with my life story. I'm here to tell you that I'm just a regular kid with an overactive imagination, and I happen to love writing stories. I've been scribbling down ideas in my notebook since I lockdown happened.

So that's me in a nutshell: Amalthea Frostfall, a muggle born Slytherin who loves reading murder mysteries and writing stories of her own. And who knows? Maybe one day I'll write a book that'll be as good as the ones I've devoured so far. Until then, you can find me buried under a pile of textbooks and a mountain of chocolate, because let's face it, being a teenager isn't easy.