One

"Are you Eva Queen?" I ignored the deep voice. I had honestly got enough of the students asking me that question when it is so obvious. "I'm Henry," He oh-so-awkwardly said. "So ah, you are a bad girl?" God, just shut up already. "I just assumed you were since you have a leather jacket and a smoke dangling out of your mouth." I trod on my cigarette and turned around. "You ar-are hot, i mean no, oh god just forget i ever talked to you. Did that offend you? I'm sorry. I'm embarrassing myself, aren't i?" The nerdy guy with round glasses said while scratching his head. "What the actually fuck?" - Eva is depressed, well so depressed she isn't afraid of death anymore. She doesn't think she deserve to live, not after what she did to her family that got them killed. Then suddenly she got a friend and now she's not so sure she want to die anymore.