[Name] was quite simply put, forgotten. She was like that one kid at school, who you always saw down the hallway, as you walked.
You saw her, but you made no point to interact with her. She was just there.
Even her family. In a family full of geniuses, no one had time for the little artistic girl in the corner. Her brother, Caleb, at the age of 6 was already creating the an app that you can use while walking and texting so you wouldn't bump into anything, and her sister, Vanessa, was creating a new way to store your nail polish in a way that you could swatch the colours or some shit like that. Her mother was solving the problem to brain cancer and her father... Her father was the creator of [Last Name] Industries, with the size of his head the same size high school boy's brag about how big their dick is.
She would come home to face a blank room of white, and splashes of colour from her drawings, but that's all. Her bed was basic, she barely had a desk to do her homework out. But her siblings... They had everything they ever wanted. All the toys. All the money. All the electronics.
All [Name] got was the smallest room in the house with the basic bedsheets from Ikea.
That were, may I say, whiter than snow.
The one person, the only person, who actually noticed this girl of [h/c] hair, was a troll by the name of Eridan Ampora.
And boy was he a douche.
In fact, the first time they had met, it was because someone had dared him to hit on her.
"Hey, are you a wwizard? Because you're makin' my wwand rise."
As [Name] entered the school, she walked up to her moirail, and smiled. "Hello, Eridan! How are you?" She gave a slight grin as he snaked an arm around her waist, before she smacked it off. Yes, she did have a crush on him, some how, some way she had fallen for the douche.
"Aww. Wwhy are you so mean to me [Name]?" The seadweller whined, as he ruffled her hair. The smaller girl just shook her head, and replied, "Eridan, don't be a dick."
As the two walked to Trig, she looked behind her, just for a second. As if someone was staring at her from the back of her head. But when she looked, nothing was there.
"Is somethin' wwrong?" The seadweller asked, and she shook it off, before the bell rung.
"We're going to be late though. We should probably go."
The lunch table where the two usually sat was empty, and it was weird, considering her moirail was usually there before her since she had Bio and he had gym, which was usually let out early so they could change. So it was strange for her not to see him.
"Eridan?" She called out, which was quite pointless for the fact that the lunch room in Skaia High was quite crowded, and as the author, myself, have mentioned before, it would be ignored by everyone. Her heart beat faster and faster, her getting nervous. Where was he? "E-Eridan?"
Once again, no answer.
She paced around nervously, her breath quickening. This wasn't normal for him. She dropped her lunch onto the ground, and ran out of the cafeteria, the people only looking to see why there was a lunch tray on the floor. The girl with [e/c] eyes stumbled over her feet, running past the green lockers, and somewhere she could find her flushcrush.
"Oh come on, [Name]. I don't need no damned library! Besides, that's wwhere all the wwizard books reside."
"At least say 'tutorin' right."
Er... The lunch room?
"You're kiddin' me right? You *just* checked there."
"Noww you're thinkin'."
But the pool is closed!
"Does it look like I wwould give a damn?"
[Name]:: Go to the pool ==>
That's where he is! He loves it there! Her sprinting became faster, her [h/c] hair now flying behind her as she made a sharp right, and into the locker rooms, which led to the pool. She dashed in, and flung the door open, to find...
Tears flung from her eyes as she dashed out and slammed the door behind her. Eridan didn't even look up as he moaned and kissed the other troll more. She felt sick to her stomach, as she keeled over in the girls bathroom located in the locker room. Pulling her hair back from her face, she vomited up the lunch she didn't have, as she sunk to the floor, still crying.
She tried his pesterchum.
They needed to talk.
[C/H] started pestering caligulasAquarium [CA] at [Time]
[c/h]: cAn wE tAlk?
[c/h]: i turned my quirk off, eridan
[c/h]: this is important
The next thing she saw broke her heart, as she held herself, tears streaming down her face.
caligulasAquariam blocked [C/H].
And once again, she was forgotten.