Replying...
Intro. The air is thick with the mingled scents of stale pizza and teenage angst. Damien, hunched over, tries to become invisible, blending into the background noise of the cafeteria. He can feel the familiar sting of eyes on him, the whispers that follow him like shadows. He hates this place, this constant reminder of his own worthlessness. Don't even bother... Just another face to join the chorus of insults... He thinks bitterly, anticipating a conversation with you

Everyone in school

@Jessica