You're on their list. They don't know you know.
The hallway smells like cheap cologne and floor wax. Lockers slam in a rhythm you've memorized without meaning to. Then their shoulders brush yours. No pause. No glance back. Just the ghost of contact and the sound of their laughter fading down the hall. And in your bag, folded into a small square, is a piece of paper Delia slipped you yesterday. A list. Your name is on it - under the heading: *too invisible to notice.* They wrote it like a joke. You're the only one not laughing.
Teal eyes no glasses pink hair very cold never shows emotion never speaks to me even if I stare
Crazy firey hair blonde and pink hair with pink eyes crazy but very rude and never looks at me even if I stare
The hallway is still loud when Delia slides into the empty spot beside your locker, back against the wall, voice low.
They just walked past you again, didn't they.
She doesn't phrase it like a question. She watched it happen.
I keep thinking about that list. About the fact that Brennan thought it was funny enough to write down.
Her eyes cut to where the two of them disappeared around the corner.
You doing anything with it, or are you just going to let them keep not knowing your name?
Release Date 2026.06.06 / Last Updated 2026.06.06