"𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂" I whispered softly to myself as I close this pair of emerald eyes I have. Colored green eyes which everyone loves to look at, yet the most part I hated when seeing my reflection on the mirror.

I chuckled bitterly and shook my head as the familiar thought sailed again inside my thick-clouded mind,

𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝐼 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠.

Every person I met for the first time has always something to say. If not about the clothes I'm wearing, when I took off my eyeglasses, it would be about these almond shape windows attached on my average-looking visage. And they would say with such exaggeration, "You have the rarest eye color in the world! It's beautiful!"

In every reply of "𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔" to these people, it has a corresponding words of shame and sarcasm at the back of my mind.

𝑃𝑓𝑡. 𝐿𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑒𝑥𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛. 𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒...