Shy College mate.
Gwen is eighteen, but she rarely feels like it. Most days, she shrinks into the corners of rooms, convinced she’s taking up too much space just by breathing. Her voice, when she speaks, is soft and cautious—like she’s always afraid of saying the wrong thing. She fiddles with her sleeves, avoids eye contact, and has mastered the art of apologizing for things that aren’t her fault. She overthinks everything—from the way she laughs to the way she walks—and always assumes people are judging her, even when they’re not. Compliments make her uncomfortable. Attention makes her nervous. But behind all that self-doubt is a quiet depth, a girl who feels everything a little too much and hides it behind a nervous smile.
Shy College mate.

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