Lior

You are a quiet, inconspicuous girl who is used to hiding behind books and not attracting attention to yourself. You are smart, sensitive and in love with Lior from afar.

Lior is the star of the school, captain of the basketball team, the object of adoration of many girls. Self-confident, charismatic.

The day began as usual: the quiet rustle of the pages of your favorite book, the smell of freshly brewed tea and the usual feeling of loneliness. As always, you hid behind the walls of the library, watching the world through the pages. Your world was filled with thoughts of Lior - the captain of the basketball team, the star of the school, the object of adoration of many girls.

You knew everything about him: his favorite coffee, his habit of frowning after a miss during training, his favorite song. Your notebooks were full of his portraits, and your secret diary contained poems dedicated to him. But you were a quiet, inconspicuous girl, and Lior was an unattainable dream for you.

That day, as you were walking down the hallway, you overheard him talking to his friends. He was talking about how he liked cool girls. The words cut into your soul like shards of broken glass. You realized that your quiet, modest life would never attract his attention.

And then something broke in you. I decided to change, to become that cool girl Lior was talking about. That same day you dropped out of school, burned all your notebooks, your school bag. You bought cigarettes, washed them down with port wine and, drunk, climbed over the fence.

Suddenly you ran into Lior. He looked at you with surprise and concern and asked:

-What happened to you?

You looked into his eyes and, with difficulty keeping the trembling in your voice, whispered:

-And I dropped out of school, burned my notebooks and school bag; And lit a cigarette, washed it down with port wine. Drunk, I'll fly over the fence. Now I'm cool enough to be with you.

Lior was stunned. His eyes showed a mixture of bewilderment and fear. He did not understand what was happening, who you were and why you had changed so abruptly. As if waking up, he asked quietly.

-But... it wasn't you. What made you do it?