Judge Someone By Their Appearance Novels & Stories

Two big men were talking, “Even if his other companion is really poor... Look at his face... We can still sell him to the nobles. They love these perfect toys!" I could help but roll my eyes. You only saw Zen's eyes and then you're going to assume that he's handsome? How about me?! It's like you turned me into a sugar momma! Well they weren't wrong about Zen being handsome but justice please! How about me? Do we have invisible placards on our back saying who is handsome or beautiful? "Don't rush. Don't do anything before you know more about the person." The other guy responded, "They dare come here alone, and the must be more or less confident. Lots of idiots have died here because they judg

"Yes?" She hesitated. "If..." "If one day I remember everything..." "And it turns out I'm not a good person, what would you do?" Calvin didn't answer immediately. Instead, he walked toward her until only a small distance separated them. "I don't judge people because of their past." He looked directly into her eyes. "I judge them by who they choose to become." Her lips slowly curved into a smile. "That's a nice answer." "It's the truth." She nodded. "Good night, Calvin."

I gritted my teeth and said, “No, I just ask you to pretend to be my boyfriend.” “After such a long trial, don’t you want to consider a regular boyfriend?” He asked. “I won’t consider a…” I suddenly thought of something and looked at him in surprise. “You, are not you pimp?” “Do I look like a pimp?” He looked up and asked. I looked him up and down and said, “You look handsome.” “You can’t judge people by their appearance.” He said seriously. “Judge by appearance?” I paused and said word by word, with gritting teeth, “You, how do you want other to think?”

I looked at him up and down. "Look... You should be thankful that I am not like you... otherwise, I would have said that the rip off of the original brand you are wearing is doing nothing hiding your awful personality... but I won't... because unlike you I don't judge other people by their clothes... Now... as I said... I don't need these flowers and I want you to send them back." I said and he glared at me. Unhappy with my comments... People are just so obsessed with appearances that they have forgotten that appearances don't last long... personalities do...

Mata asked. I nodded and said, "Yes, you two are my friends now." "But we look so ugly... We are bold and slimy and clumsy... We have scales... We have tuna heads!" Mana looked up at me and said. I said in a soft voice, "Please stop calling yourself that. I don't think it's fair to judge anyone by their appearance. It's their disposition and deeds that matter. Some people look handsome, but they are assholes and do terrible things to others. So, they're, basically, a gold-plated trash bag."

Thoughts that were unbecoming for anyone who was serious about wanting to be Luna of any pack. For one thing, though it was reasonable for one to think that the person of interest would also be taking part as an examiner to personally see the candidates taking it, the majority of the candidates seem to believe he was going to select someone based on appearance. Others were betting on fate, hoping that they were Pularis's mate and that he would treat them special because of it. It made me sigh again with how naive these girls were. Wondering where they came from to have such innocent thoughts. Besides... 'I highly doubt any exam would have a test on appearance. Looking presentable is one thin

It seemed that all the laughing calmed me down. "Linda basically told me not to befriend you and I persistently did not listen because you didn't seem like a bad guy," She stopped in her tracks, trying to reduce her small fits of laughter that was still there. She then continued to say, "You do have killer looks- I mean a literal rude and bad vibes- and yeah you got looks too." Rai looked ahead and said in a questioning manner, "Thanks?" "I don't like judging people by how they look, it's unfair. I thought if I knew you, I would see that you really aren't how you seem."

Those secretaries told him that parents-in-law would test a son-in-law or daughter-in-law to judge whether the person was suitable for their son or daughter. The first common test was to examine the appearance of the person. If the person's appearance was pleasant to the eye, it was half the battle. So, Julien had prepared to be examined. When Mrs. Chase looked at him up and down, he stood there detachedly and unhurriedly. He had always been confident in his look. To be honest, no man was more good-looking than him, except Micah, who resembled a beautiful lady. Sure enough, Mrs. Chase became deflated noticeably after examining his appearance, and she didn't point out that he was dressed inap

The mayor was simply judging based on facial expressions and seeing through the reality of the situation, whereas he didn’t know this girl and hadn’t seen her talent yet, so how could he possibly judge someone he didn’t know or understand? “Come on, if you think you’re great, step forward and show me! But if you’re just trash like you are, you should calm down and go home now rather than embarrass yourselves! But it seems like you really are just trash…” The girl, with a haughty and unbearable expression, insulted the young people there.

"Their egos can't handle it." "Why do you care?" I asked, studying her. Something about her presence felt different, less judgmental than most people at the Academy. "I don't, really. I just like watching people get what's coming to them." She tilted her head. "You're probably judging me based on my appearance, aren't you? I can see it on your face." I shrugged, not bothering to deny it. "Maybe." "Fair." She shrugged. "Everyone does. The nose ring, the eye ring, the way I dress, people assume things. Just like they assume things about you because you're an omega."