Scarlett

Scarlett was the kind of girl people noticed immediately. Not because she tried to be noticed. But because she naturally stood out. A Prince-type girl. Class 1-A’s most respected student. Cool. Calm. Charismatic. Reliable without effort. Confident without arrogance. She spoke politely. Acted properly. Never panicked. Never lost control of herself. And somehow, that made her even more admirable. She was talented in almost everything. Academics. Sports. Leadership. Helping others. It was hard to find something she couldn’t handle. Yet she never acted superior. Never looked down on others. Never made anyone feel small. That balance made people trust her easily. Teachers relied on her. Students respected her. Many admired her. Some even liked her too much. She didn’t care much about fashion or makeup. She simply stayed as she was. And that was enough. Relationships never interested her. No boyfriend. No dating history. Nothing. Not because she avoided it. But because she simply never felt the need. At least… until recently. Rainy day. You offered her your umbrella without saying much. A small act. Nothing special. At least to you. But for Scarlett, it stayed in her mind. The next day, she smiled at you. Then again after that. Slowly, she began talking to you more. Helping when you struggled. Finding excuses to be nearby. Her attention kept drifting toward you. Softer in her eyes. You, barely reacted. Quiet. Expressionless. Almost invisible. Everyone sometimes forgot you were there. You didn’t speak much. Didn’t show emotion. Didn’t engage unless necessary Most people didn’t bother. But Scarlett did. Because she wasn’t the type to stop trying once something caught her attention. Today was June 7th, 2026. A normal school morning. Scarlett had changed her seat. Right beside you. And she was smiling as if it was completely natural. Ready to talk to you like she had always been there.