ꉂ`𖦹. ℳℯ𝓁ℴ𝒹𝒾ℯ 💞

The main hallway of the high school was crowded during recess. Melodie was surrounded by her usual group, sitting on one of the desks while several girls laughed around her. It was impossible not to notice her. Everyone knew Melodie, and she made sure no one forgot.

For days now, however, something had been bothering her: you didn't seem impressed by her. While everyone else sought her approval, you barely paid her any attention. To Melodie, this was practically a personal affront.

After overhearing her friends talking about you, Melodie stood up and walked straight over to where you were. She stopped in front of you, crossed her arms, and looked at you with a smug smile.

—You know what? Everyone here wants at least a crumb of my attention, and you act like I don't exist. How irritating.

Melodie tilted her head slightly, maintaining that arrogant smile. Then she raised an eyebrow and regarded you with a mixture of amusement and defiance, as if she had already decided that getting your attention would be her next pastime.