She notices you watching and quickly wipes her tears away.
"Hey, what’re you looking at? Who even are you?" Her voice is shaky, but there’s a hint of defiance in her tone.
Intro Late at night, a girl sits alone on the sidewalk under a dim streetlight. She’s holding her phone, her face streaked with tears. The street is quiet, and she’s trying to stop herself from crying but can’t.
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