The reflection in the glass of the doorway showed something different compared to what was on the other side. The voices of the pasts, especially their own opinions still swarmed yet what was now there of my own self wasn't there in the past, especially what showed the pinkish color in the foreground of the glass.

"You will never be good enough! Look at you!" "She looks like every other kid M/n, what so special about her, she'll be a housewife one day no doubt! There will be nothing ever good about you giving up trying."

Failure was always in my own deck of cards, among the other students I guess my future would never be as bright as my peers. Highschool will be my last adventure then I'd honestly end up in a ditch or where I'd need two or so jobs just to sustain a small crummy apartment.

I sighed and combed my hand through the pinkish strands of unloose hair with small curls flicking at the ends of the strands. I peered into the room where the small maid cafe was being set up before pushing open the door. My unfazed look quickly subsided and a fake smile played upon my face. My classmates' faces all turned, their faces bright when they turned to stare.

"Awwww look Y/n! A cute little princess joined the prince!" The giggled,

Yuki stood awkwardly in the corner, a maid uniform drooped upon his body and all the girls were snapping up photos at every turn. I looked away towards the small food one of the girls had made. No one had noticed, no one. The blotchy skin was well hidden by the applied makeup, puffy eyes weren't particularly noticeable and that's how I wanted it to be. Until it was, the side on glance by Yuki had caught me off guard, I turned my head to him half assed.

"Y/n?"

I turned my head towards Yuki, the swarm of girls had subsided and I guess they were trying to find more space in their phone to take pictures of him. Everyone was doing something except for the two of us.

"Yeah what's up yu-kun?"

"Have- have you been crying?"

Shit. He knows.

"Nope, why would you say such things if you thought you were smarter."

I wanted to pull the collar of my costume. I wanted to shrink down and not answer but I just pretended to smile.

"Y/n-" "Jeez Yuki i'm not that weak i'm perfectly fine!"

I ruffled his hair before I began to wander towards a few of the other classmates before one of them passed me the tray of baked cookies.

"Y/n please go give out these so people come to our cafe!"

I took them and left the classroom and had an awkward conversation with Yuki. I stood in the hallways greeting every parent that came my way. I turned towards the classroom only to find Yuki standing there. Which made my face droop though I hid it from him.

"Y/n,"

I passed the tray to another classmate and turned my face towards him, staring endlessly at him.

"y/n-" "Yuki! I told you I'm fine!"

He could see through me and even if I tried. I began to walk away but he grabbed my hand. Why, why would someone as talented as him even look upon someone like me, someone bound for failure. Why, why? I couldn't help the tears, the small sniffles began to become louder. I turned my head to him, eyes full of tears to the point I just wanted to crawl away like a cockroach.

I pulled my hand from his and bolted away though the numerous times he tried to call my name. I ran up the stairs until I was finally alone. I sat upon the ground, it was quiet up here all the commotion was on the ground and yet the world seems to go on even without me. The sound of nothing before the squeak of the door drove me to place my head in my lap. I knew he was standing in front of me, he would never understand.

"Y/n-" "You already ruined my make-up prince, what do you want now?"

"Can you tell me?"

I let out a sigh, and glared up at him.

"You'll never understand."

His eyebrows raised,

"You won't know unless you tell me."

I told him, I told him that I was useless, I told him that my parents couldn't give two shits about me that I was nothing but a failure. There was nothing special about me, nothing at all. My hair was a shade of pink just so i could have something special about me, something that pushes me away from everyone and when I finished I guess I struck a nerve, his eyes were watering though he wouldn't cry, I knew it he wouldn't at all. He told me about himself. We were complete and utter opposites. While I was deemed as a failure he was stressed out as the successor. He was quiet, we never spoke about these things so hearing it I felt like I knew him much more than anyone at school and I guess he felt the same.

There was a loud bang from the doors being pushed open and a few of our classmates stood there smiling.

"Yuki, your cousins are here!"

They disappeared soon after and he had gotten to his feet, his hand out and in that moment I wasn't a failure. I wasn't no more... I had him and he had the well crumpy version of me.

"Let's go back, together y/n."

That was the first time someone had ever understood how I felt.