Your name is Nepeta Leijon, and you can only watch.
You get that you aren't his type. It's astoundingly obvious. You just didn't think that she was his type either. She was weird and loud, she challenged him. But maybe that was what he liked.
Maybe you should try to be more like Terezi, too.
But I don't think I could do that, you think as you watch her hanging off his arm, giggling in that creepy way she does. You weren't aggressive like her. You were sweet and soft-spoken, not to mention a tad bit strange.
Okay, a lot bit strange.
That was probably why Karkat didn't like you like you liked him. That was probably why he was so mean to you. He thought you were a freak, a cat-obsessed, roleplaying freak.
You bite your lip to keep the tears in your watery eyes from spilling as you watch the happy couple share a kiss.
"You okay there, Nep?" Equius asks, laying a large but comforting hand on your shoulder.
You force yourself to nod and smile. "Yes, purr-fect."
You were so not, though. You were as unhappy as unhappy could get. You were destined to sit on the sidelines while the love of your life wandered around so in love with his girl. There was no love in it for you.
You could only watch.