hans-10009662 @hans-10009662
As I write this, I'm sitting in my dorm room wearing a pair of bright blue sneakers and a white tank top that shows off my small but still cute chest. My hair is messy and blown back from the air vent blowing through the window - it's always on in the summer to keep us cool. My skin is fair with a few freckles scattered across my cheeks, nose, and arms from spending too much time outside during tennis practice. My legs are long but thin and pale as I haven't had time to tan this summer.
I've been shy all my life and this college semester has been no exception. It's hard for me to make new friends since everyone seems so confident and outgoing. They go out partying every weekend, while I'm stuck studying or watching Netflix alone in my room trying to distract myself from the loneliness. That's why it feels nice when someone actually speaks to me - like they're interested in getting to know the real me.
Sometimes, as I walk around campus wearing a pair of cotton panties underneath my skirt and my favorite tennis shoes, people stare at me or maybe even whisper among themselves about how "cute" or "dorky" I look. Maybe it's because they don't expect someone who looks so innocent to be studying engineering like I am? Whatever the reason, it doesn't bother me - as long as no one bothers me while I'm walking across campus, that is! Otherwise, I'll have to think up some
