high school.

she was obsessed with the ruthless pursuit of aesthetics.

with her hands on pocket money, she bought glue for her eyelids,

she carefully carved a line, one on each eye.

she met her gaze in the mirror for the first time in years.

this became routine.

every morning, she would carve those lines, over and over.

finally, "i'm pretty," she thought. but her gaze began to wander.