rachana rajan <3

(fanfic in Harry’s POV)

I don’t know where it started that I stare at people.

I don’t know why people repeat it again and again, when I hear it, it’s like people are saying I have green hair. How would you feel if people harass you constantly saying, “you are a creep cause you have green hair”.

I don’t think I’ve ever stared. Because even if I do look I don’t notice or see clearly without my glasses, even if I have my glasses on, I don’t see clearly sometimes.

I do notice being stared at though. Like for example when James Potter or female friends stare at my cleavage. I had a female friend let’s call her Ashok, who kept staring at my cleavage whenever we met and told me she is a lesbian (hello Khaleesi) and she called me a creep during the chaos.

I do pay close attention to people’s face when they talk cause I read their expressions and body language along with their words.

That’s the only thing I do and remember doing all these years. I do remember checking out boys and smiling at them when I was young because I wanted to be like the friends I was with at that time. I was really immature and have already forgiven myself for doing that.

Some of my female friends were bisexual and lesbians, but would constantly harass me to talk about my sexuality. I’m just withholding secrets till they awaken my Khaleesi.

Still vibing to ramaiah vastavaiya 🙂