If you look into the corner and find the lonely, uninteresting, oblivious girl who always has her nose in a book you might discover something new.  At a closer look, you'll notice that she not only is absorbed in her book, but she lives in it. She breathes the air of the fictional atmosphere as if she can't live without it. She feels the pain when Hannah Donely sees her love die because she is Hannah. She pulls back the bowstring and anticipates the life-taking shot with Fire because she is Fire. And she cries when Archer dies because even though she thought he should die doesn't mean he should've. When she is called out of her world she can't stop thinking about it, she can't wait to return and save her love from the dark nightmare king. 
       At a closer look, you might see her gasp from the remark an arrogant boy said to her. Or she might have a tear fall down her cheek as she mourns the loss of her best friend. And all she really wants is someone in the world she is forced to live in that understands this. This is me.