Judge Someone By Their Appearance Novels & Stories

His gaze lingers on me as if undressing me with his eyes. “I don’t notice any issues with her attire, auntie.” Daniel grinned and told my mother, “Even though no one can lay a finger on her or even catch a glimpse of her as her date, men can’t help but be captivated by her.” I glanced in Daniel’s direction. What more could one anticipate from someone like Daniel, known for his womanizing ways? “Am I not judged based on my clothing choices, as if I were a prostitute?” Daniel’s expression shifted from confusion to surprise as his gaze shifted between Kuya and me. “No. Your appearance is a reflection of your behavior. And another point to consider: even if that job doesn’t meet the expectations

They were all talking about her appearance and talking several things that she was a thief now the are saluting her? She looked at them indifferently. “I will not forgive you. The lesson I'm teaching you today is to know that you can never judge a person based on their appearance. I am not who you think I am” After speaking, she no longer paid attention to these shop assistants. She turned around and said to the manager, who was still looking sincerely at her, as if she was some god, “Mr. Manager, I will leave it to you.” “Okay, okay.” Manager Harper nodded in a hurry.

Tears ran from his eyes to his lips, mixing with mucus and blood down to his chin, pathetic. His name was Mike. He looked decent, with a clean cut. He could pass as hot. But that's not why the Fords chose him, over all the people. I guess the real reason had something to do with his physique and appearance. He was strongly built. And yet, that was putting it lightly. He was all muscled-up, his mere appearance would command silence even without having to say anything. I guess his lifetime sentence had something to do with his appearance, too. I guess from just looking at him, the judges had been convinced that he had killed that man..

Kathy Pov I stared at him, and he stared right back, he looked different, but in a good way, not like I expected him to suddenly be less good-looking or attractive in fact he was even more handsome now and like always he had great fashion sense, he looked well mannered too, no wonder he could fool me. like no one will ever believe he is a scammer and a thief, not when he looked that clean and handsome, but like the saying always goes, 'never judge a book by its cover,' I made the mistake of judging by how he looked and paid for it.

I had kept it intact on purpose, like a lamp kept burning for a reason you've stopped letting yourself examine. The man who crossed the hall toward me had that face. But whatever had always lived behind it — the part I had kept the lamp burning for — was gone. "Get up, Vera." His voice was flat. "Today is your judgment day." Two Black Guard rushed forward without hesitation. They grabbed my arms and hauled me to the platform. "I'm sick—" I started. "Sick." He cut me off. "You're sick because ten years of guilt has been eating you alive."

I pull my still wet long hair into my side and start to play with it by squeezing the water out of it. “Oh, here we our... Miss. Hope we didn’t scare you in any way. We might look like this but we are under a boss who teaches us what is good and bad.” The man said making me look at him, he is right in that matter. We tend to judge people by their looks but sometimes we just do that to protect ourselves from danger. “Ahmnnn Miss… you look pretty good in those. Come join me. Leo you can leave… you.... are only making the atmosphere really bad.” Wei said as he pulls me an empty seat facing a wide table full of foods.

15— Talks and beseeching! (Part-2) “We judge people as it is obvious psychology of humans to do so. But the question is: is it worth it? To judge everyone based on how they look? By how do they present themselves? By how do they choose to act? Because some people ought to be felt rather than observed. As you truly cannot judge people by their outer layers, that would be so unfair, some people should only be gazed upon by their hearts instead of eyes.”

I challenged him again. He lifted an eyebrow, then chuckled. “Fine, if you want to know. First, I’m always judged by outward appearance. Either from my last name, my look, or my wealth. When I get to know someone, 90-95% will make fabricated responses when they know I’m from the Johnson family.” “I don’t get it. What do you mean?” “They will be nice to me.” His long sigh sounded tired. “Isn’t it good?” “I haven’t finished yet. If they are truly good, it’s okay. Unfortunately, most of them are only good upfront so they can approach me. Most of them will talk negatively behind my back.”

She sure was a curious one. " Some bad things, let's just say that I did very bad things and for some reason, I do them very well " With a huge smirk I enlightened the person in front of me. Instead of her usual flushed expression, I was faced with a different mood, one I couldn't figure out. Is it tenderness? " I don't believe people should be judged for their past, and you don't look like a man that would stumble on the same stone twice." " Looks can deceive."

"Don't mind them Charll, they're just jealous." Axel pats my back, and gives me a reassuring smile. Jealous is an understatement. I kind of feel clueless to what's going on and around. I feel like I'm judging everybody without knowing them personally, and that's terribly wrong. We are all different individuals with different personalities, so we should never judge a person by their looks or by their gestures. I've been judging everyone here. The worst part is when I don't even know them personally.