She walked into the room, and she was beautiful.
She moved to her seat, and she was beautiful.
She just sat there quietly. Beautifully.
And worst of all, she didn't seem to know.
She walked back out of the room, taunting us.
She walked back into the room, in that beautiful way that beautiful people do.
But none of it was fair.
Because her beauty wasn't ordinary. It was unfair. It was broken.
She was the perfectly crafted meal in that fast food commercial.
She was the combination of rain and light that we see as a rainbow.
The promise that one day, everything will be okay.
No, nothing about this perfect girl was perfect.
Because when she walked back into the room,
The only one who didn't think she was beautiful was her.