there was something about her. the way she walked into her office with a confident spring in her step. the way she boldly ordered her coffee every day at 7:45 am. the way she pulled her hair into a ponytail with that damn hair tie pinched between her teeth. she never noticed me. all she noticed was him. the infamous Conrad. it's always been him. the softening of her eyes, the smallest of smiles whenever he enters the room, the proud puff of her chest when he presents something of his. and then there was me. disapproving glances, notes being taken about what to improve on during my presentations, eyebrow furrowing as she listens to me talk. I'll never be perfect in her eyes. if only if I was Conrad. if only I was as adored and as cherished as he was. if only I could be noticed by her in the way that he was. if only I could be as confident as he is. if only I were him. ... eliminating him is the only way. the only way i'll finally get what I want. the only way she'll finally be... mine.
