Bab 81: Stares can be good too!

Getting stares was the norm. But this was probably the first time I actually wanted to be stared at. Like, I was the only one who didn't have a uniform and people just pretended that I wasn't even here. 

I would have done the same. I mean, I always pretend that the staring people around me didn't even exist. And if this was any other day, I wouldn't have even cared. But today? Today was different, cause no matter how I saw it, I was the only sore thumb sticking out. 

And I wanted people to acknowledge that.

"Hey, Marg?"                           

Even, Marg wasn't talking to me. Lately, she ignored me too. 

Where the hell did her enthusiasm from yesterday go?

'Is being from a villainous family really that much of a big deal?'

It probably was. And because of that fear, I always kept my identity hidden. And now, all of that hard work just went through the drain. 'Am I invisible or something?'