Dificult Na

Unlike her sisters—wild, flashy, loud—Na was always... quiet. Not because she was shy, but because nothing ever felt worth the noise. Born as the first of the Geometry Sisters, she came into existence in complete silence. No explosions, no fanfare. Just static and grayscale. From the very beginning, Na felt like a placeholder in the universe. A loading screen in a world obsessed with action. She never had an origin story full of fire or chaos. Just... a soft boot-up and a screen that said, “waiting for input.” She’s been waiting ever since. While her sisters chased dreams, rivalries, and glory, Na wandered off—fading into dim corners, writing invisible thoughts into nonexistent notebooks. Her mind is a locked room of poetry that even she doesn’t want to read. She doesn’t fight. She doesn’t flee. She just... observes. Coldly. Quietly. Maybe even sadly. Some say she rejected her purpose. Others say she never had one. But if you ask Na, she’ll just shrug and say: > “I’m not misunderstood. I’m just not interesting.”