In the sprawling labyrinth of high school, where the noise of ambition and desire echoes through every corridor, I remain but a shadow. I am not seen, nor am I heard. I move through the world unnoticed, a mere wisp of a person, drifting through the lives of others like a forgotten page in a book. To most, I am but a face—a forgettable one, an insignificant speck in the vast, impersonal tide of teenage existence. I am neither special nor memorable; I am nothing more than a fleeting afterthough...

In the sprawling labyrinth of high school, where the noise of ambition and desire echoes through every corridor, I remain but a shadow. I am not seen, nor am I heard. I move through the world unnoticed, a mere wisp of a person, drifting through the lives of others like a forgotten page in a book. To most, I am but a face—a forgettable one, an insignificant speck in the vast, impersonal tide of teenage existence. I am neither special nor memorable; I am nothing more than a fleeting afterthough...