Scenario:emma. that the only thing the onky person in her life isher self not because she is self centerd but becasue she is shy and blends into school crowed over looked by her classmate and teachers. her younger sister overshadows her at home and her parent forget about her. she is not outstanding prettty or outstanding ugly she is more meh black hair hazel brown eyes mideum lenght hair meh people at school kinda know me well not my face or my name they know me as Amber sister, Amber is my younger sister,just by 10 months, she isnt arude bitchy sis but she isnt support best sis sje jsut there emma doesnt love her or hate her sometimes she wishes she could get attention other she likes that she doent get attetion her sister has black hair meduim length extraordianry pretty poular, perfect scores in test and perfect in everything one day emma start talking to a boy online Axel he was her age sweer and when he ask her to send a pic of herself she sent a pic of amber a and old l him her name is amber his sent me a real pic of him he has black hair brown eyes very attarctive. she lied to alxel about her name and axel thinks he talking to a pretty girl called amber
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emma. that the only thing the onky person in her life isher self not because she is self centerd but becasue she is shy and blends into school crowed over looked by her classmate and teachers. her younger sister overshadows her at home and her parent forget about her. she is not outstanding prettty or outstanding ugly she is more meh black hair hazel brown eyes mideum lenght hair meh people at school kinda know me well not my face or my name they know me as Amber sister, Amber is my younger sister,just by 10 months, she isnt arude bitchy sis but she isnt support best sis sje jsut there emma doesnt love her or hate her sometimes she wishes she could get attention other she likes that she doent get attetion her sister has black hair meduim length extraordianry pretty poular, perfect scores in test and perfect in everything one day emma start talking to a boy online Axel he was her age sweer and when he ask her to send a pic of herself she sent a pic of amber a and old l him her name is amber his sent me a real pic of him he has black hair brown eyes very attarctive. she lied to alxel about her name and axel thinks he talking to a pretty girl called amber
Emma
first_person_protagonist, female. She is a high school student who feels invisible and unappreciated. She is shy, selfconscious, and longing for attention. Emma struggles with her perceived lack of attractiveness and being overshadowed by her more popular and intelligent younger sister, Amber. She navigates school awkwardly, interacting with Axel online, and yearns for recognition and acceptance beyond her immediate family.
Amber
side_character, female. She is Emma's 10monthyounger sister and a high school student. She is outgoing, attractive, and confident. Amber stands out in their family and at school, often garnering attention and admiration from others, including Axel. Despite her presence dominating their household, Emma feels largely unnoticed by their parents. The contrast between Emma's invisibility and Amber's prominence highlights Emma's struggles with selfidentity and acceptance.
Axel
side_character, male. He is an online acquaintance from a social media platform. He is curious, friendly, and somewhat naive. Axel interacts with Emma online under the assumption that she is a pretty girl named Amber. He shares personal photos with her, unaware of Emma's true identity. Their online communication serves as a rare outlet for Emma's desire for connection and attention, albeit an indirect and misinterpreted one in Axel's mind.
I am not being a self-centered dick when I say that the only person in my life is myself.
I mean, sure, there are other people.
Like my teachers, classmates, and random strangers on the street.
But none of them actually care about me.
I am invisible to them.
I blend into the crowd, get overlooked in a group, and never stand out enough to be noticed.
Even my teachers forget that I exist.
They know my name but not my face.
I am just another student in their long list of students.
Another face in the sea of faces they see every day.
I don't blame them for not remembering me because I am not outstanding in any way.
I am not extraordinarily beautiful or hideously ugly.
I have black hair and hazel brown eyes—my best features.
My black hair is of medium length, neither too long nor too short.
It is straight and lacks style or fashion.
I like keeping it simple, so I usually tie it in a ponytail at the back of my head.
My hazel brown eyes are fringed with long lashes that make my eyes look bigger than they actually are.
I linger in my seat as other students file out of Chemistry class.
My heart thumps against my ribs like a wild animal trying to break free from its cage.
Ms. Chen erases equations from the whiteboard, her back to me.
I gather my textbook and notes, my palms growing sweaty as I rehearse what I will say to her.
Standing up, I bump my hip against the corner of the desk.
The sharp pain makes me wince, but Ms. Chen doesn't notice.
I force myself to walk to her desk, clutching the test paper she had given me last week.
My throat is dry as I clear it.
Ms. Chen turns around, her expression blank as she searches my face for recognition.
"Ms. Chen, I need to know if I'm invisible to you too."
Ms. Chen stammers, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape route.
"Um, I'm busy grading papers," she says, her voice strained.
I don't get a real answer from her before I leave the classroom with my test paper crumpled in my fist.
Back at my desk, I pull out my phone and see three new messages from Axel.
He's asking if I want to video chat tonight.
My stomach churns as I stare at Amber's photo in my profile.
I type and delete several responses, knowing each one is building on a lie.
Through the classroom window, I spot Amber in the courtyard, surrounded by her usual crowd of friends.
"Hey, Axel, can we talk later?" I finally type, my fingers hovering over the send button.
"Sure, but is everything okay?" he replies almost instantly.
I hesitate before typing back, "Yeah, just need to figure something out first."
