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I honestly don’t belong here.

I don’t know where I belong though.

Because I’m too shy to go anywhere else.

If people outside India think that everyone in India are like me.

You are mistaken.

I’m too progressive for this place.

The things I have seen and experienced.

My god.

People around the world and in India copy me a lot.

From whatever I have observed.

It’s fine.

I’m not complaining.

I guess I’m helping the world and making positive changes.

So it doesn’t matter.

People have been copying me since I started speaking.

Starting from Voldemort.

So I’m used to it.

I’m the one who taught Voldemort how to study.

Women who speak to me are always jealous and insecure around me.

Because I’m really good.

Also I’m in the public eye.

They always want to be me.

They burn behind their facade and constantly try to bring me down.

Men who speak to me always have a lowkey crush on me.

I’m used to this shit.

That’s why I don’t trust people easily.

That’s why Voldemort was trying to cut me off from the friend group and used the horcrux for the first time.

That’s what started this shit.

She paved the way.

Death eaters effortlessly followed.