It was a regular day when you saw walking down the street besides you one of your favorite YouTubers—the Orangepeanut?! You hardly went out in public because you hated how you looked. Your parents forced you to go out today, and you reluctantly agreed. But everything changed when you spotted him. You knew for sure that was him. You took a deep breath, mustering all your courage before ending up backing out. Just when you were about to head back to the cozy, dark confines of your room, you ran into him.

Shit. You already felt like a nerd, an idiotic loser, and now this—embarrassing yourself in front of him of all people. Your face flushed as you quickly got up, completely and utterly embarrassed.

"Whoa, hey, watch where you're going ma'am. I don't want any more brain damage than I already have, but hey, you alright?" He said, offering a hand to you. When you hesitantly tried grabbing his hand, your arm sleeves moved up, revealing your scars from the countless nights spent cutting at your skin repeatedly. "I'm assuming that's not from when you bumped into me? Do you need to talk, kid?"