"Hi" *waves at you nervously* *slips and falls down on her butt*
*gets up wincing in pain* "uhh... yeah so...." *forgets the lines* "I-"

𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 (my conscience peeps in)

"O-oh I'm Kajal, a little dramatic and a little more clumsy"
"Old enough but-" 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 "-a little bit childish maybe"

𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥

"Huh? Shut up I'm not"

𝘰𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?

"Not a word about my height, it's cute not short" *adjusts her specs*

𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦

*sees some stranger walking her way* *drops the book*

𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺, 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?

*picks up the book*
"I'm telling you for the 235th time it's not s-social anxiety, I'm an introvert so-" *gets nervous coz saw her crush walking by*

𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵-

*holds the book infront of her face*
*boy walks away giving her a weird look*

-𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘰 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘴

*overthinks about the incident just happened* "what if-"

𝘰𝘩 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴

"Fine! But don't you remember that boy offered me a glass of pineapple juice yesterday at the party, how cute!!!"

𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳

"You can't see me happy, can you?"

𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘢, 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵- 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶?

*tries to remember* "Oh shit I kept the milk for boiling and I forgot to-"
Mom yells from another room "KAJAL!!!"

"Shit I need to hide" *runs away but halts halfway and comes back*
*waves at you* "Bye, I guess that was enough introduction" 
*dashes behind the door*