She is not the type of person you might think she is. She was a not-so-regular student who everyone thought would be late again that day. Yes, Missy. The story revolves around her when everyone thought she was a lazy, slumpy girl who overslept over her time, just like always. She would just roll off in class with her arm almost wrapped with bandages, face covered under the hoodie, and her trying to escape the world as much as possible. It felt like she was there, but mentally she was not. Her teacher sighed, her ass classmates would roll their eyes, girls would talk behind her back, boys would make fun of her, but over time she just stopped coming altogether.
But the truth wasn't simple. She wasn't late because of sleep; she was late because she spent and are sitting on the edge of her bed trying to convince her to herself to stand up again. Her chest felt tight, her hands could not stop shaking, her head would burst with a variety of emotions that would surge all over her body, and even brushing her hair felt like too much for her. When she finally reached the school, nobody asked her why she looked exhausted. She was not met with any kind of caution or any kind of love, but instead, the saddest part is that Shiva had a whole battle even before the day started, and no one appreciated it, but rather made the day difficult for her until the day she was no more. Only for this news to be dropped by later on, when the story became known to everyone, even the teachers, the staff, and the school students felt guilty of it.
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