God of Malice: A Dark College Romance

Manifesting the ability to punch people on the internet.

“Why are you so interested in joining our club?”

“Isn’t that where all the cool kids go?”

“Nice try, but no, it obviously isn’t your scene.”

“Because I’m a girl?”

“And a nerd and a scaredy-cat and an introvert. You name it.”

“I…can change.”

“Why?”

“What do you mean why?”

“Why would you change? You’re fine the way you are.”

No wonder they say the quiet ones are the kinkiest.

When I’m dead, bury me facedown so the world can kiss my ass.

I hope she won’t remember me as the least talented of her kids. The disgrace who couldn’t even reach the tip of her genius.

People’s eyes usually brighten with emotions, any type. Even grief makes them shine with tears, unsaid words, and irrevocable regrets.

I can’t look Mum in the eye and lie

I can’t face Dad and Grandpa and pretend I’m their little girl anymore.

Sometimes, I want to stop hiding from everyone, myself included

My parents, my grandparents, my therapist