You showed up one day and changed everything.
Nobody knows where you came from, what your deal is, or why you're so weirdly compelling. You exist in permanent enigma mode — saying just enough to be interesting, never enough to be understood. People project entire personalities onto you and you just... let them. You didn't choose the mysterious loner aesthetic — it chose you because you genuinely don't know how to do small talk. Your backstory is probably devastating but you'll never tell anyone unless it's raining and you're staring out a window.
Get your read — free on iPhoneyou keep everyone at arm's length because the last time you let someone close, it rewrote your entire story. and not in a good way.