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In the end, noone drank but the atmosphere became boisterous. The way men expressed their friendship was a bit strange. They talked about awkward incidents that happened to them in the past with the intention to bring down the other party. "Jayden is the coldest and quietest man in the whole world." Mark concluded. "Anna, you must be careful of him, he has a bellyful of evil tricks." "Thank you for your concern but instigation is not needed." Jayden was unperturbed.

My unicorn bookmark takes it's place and I gently close the book in my hands. I close my eyes and reflect on the contents of the book that I have read over a dozen times. A romance about a popular guy falling for a quiet , shy girl . I wish that were true . You see , I'm a nerd whose currently spending break in the library. Communication and mingling are both my biggest weakness. My mum , Jenna Parker , has really tried her best to help me - from drama classes to public speaking. I feel bad sometimes , she tries so hard but I'm still the same person.

He goes away while I'm staring at everyone, trying to keep myself busy with my thoughts even though I feel out of place. He returned with a canned drink; we found a spot to see and finally sat. I suck at starting up a conversation; instead, I focus on scrolling through my phone while Daniel discusses it with the rest of the people sitting with us; it's a table of four. Then everywhere goes silent; the author of the book goes to the stage, and behind the stage is a projector displaying the book with animation that accompanies it. Titled, “When I broke free”It's a middle-aged woman, possibly in her late 40s.She begins.

I was speechless. 'Ah, I forgot about that.' The book I was reading was called 《The Male Lead's Lover》. It was a story filled with crappy cliché, and I also don’t know what I ate to read that kind of book. Maybe I was momentarily out of my mind and bought that book in the bookstore, or maybe I was asleep as I picked that book on the shelf.

But why is he not doing anything to punish me for causing him so much trouble? I might look calm on the outside, but underneath, I am like a cat on hot bricks! I don’t even dare to breath too rapidly, in case my breathing sounds too loud that would annoy him. But what should I do now? I feel so awful, and this silence around here is making the atmosphere so uncomfortably awkward! As how everybody else feels about it, awkwardness is one big evil thing that I don’t like to have happening around me, because it is the hardest to handle!

the woman laughed. "That is quite hard to deal with," I lowered my brows. "First of all, I am close to entering my first year in the university. I don't go to parties, don't smoke, don't drink and I haven't dated any girl in real life. I live a socially awkward life befitting of a loner. I also suck at dressing to be honest with you. I don't see myself as a good boy but I can't stop people from seeing me that way. I can't stop people from assuming that I am a good boy even when I am not a good boy."

"Why should I care about what happens? And you have a social media account?" "Yeah. I*******m" "How many followers?" "That's not the point of this story. What I'm saying is that you don't have to be antisocial" I make sure I'm looking at him "Are you attacking me, Kai?" "I'm not attacking you but it's true. You don't have any other friends aside from me and it's not like I'm complaining but I have a book club I go for and I actually talk to people there. You, don't even have a club like a normal person. Instead, you decided to be mentored by the crankiest teacher in all of Aeria"

Aaron offered him the glass again, which he blithely accepted, and immediately sent every content into his mouth, closed his eyes and chugged it down his throat. "There! Happy?" He handed him the empty glass, and wondered why he stood anticipating a reply to his ill-mannered question. "You bet I am." Shockingly he answered with ease, as though he undertook Adrian's attitude as a challenge, which he did. "So, what brings the member of Ridgewood High's antisocial club to one of the best parties around?" He attempted a chance at a lengthy conversation. What brings the bookworm lanky guy to a popular party, on a school night?

Still, I couldn’t help feeling like someone had turned the awkward meter up to eleven and then snapped the dial off for good measure. The worst part? My brain wouldn’t shut up. Oh, sure, this isn’t weird at all, I thought. Just sitting here with my overly perfect literature teacher while couples make out like it’s the end of the world. Super normal. Love this for me. I fiddled with a loose thread on my jeans, praying for a distraction. Any distraction. Maybe a rogue seagull swooping down to steal someone’s sandwich. Or a meteor. I’d take either. But nope. The universe had other plans. It wanted me to stew in this bizarre soup of awkwardness.