It's very hard to convince a teenager that he or she will be faced by problems far worse than those of the adolescent years; that there's more to life than just the latest trends, parties and everybody thinking you're the most awesome person to ever walk the earth. This is High School; most of us haven't lived long enough to go through worse problems than "teen drama".
Here, somehow, everyone knows everything about everybody. Whether it's something good that will make you popular, or bad enough to completely destroy your image is irrelevant, it all depends on how you play the hand you're dealt. You can't hide it, but you can either deny it 'til you die or boast about it like a proud champion. But you can never hide this one fact:
There's always a story.
There's always gossip someone is dying to tell; there's always a secret someone wants to burry, a lie someone wants to keep, an obsession someone wants to satiate, a goal someone wants to realize, a suffering someone wants to end. Above all, there is always someone who will be the victim of all this chaos. There's always this unfortunate kid everyone empties their frustrations on, and anyone who tries to something about it usually gets caught in the social crossfire.
Fortunately, I'm one of those who walk with pride, so gossip doesn't really affect me or ruin my reputation. They rather see me as someone who doesn't have any problems, spreads gossip, and have no horrible story they can pin on me. Maybe that's why they regard me as "untouchable". Oh but how wrong they are.
Even though my life is supposed to be perfect, I happen to have a problem so big; it's what they call "all in one". This dilemma came out of nowhere one fairly normal Monday morning, and,i before I knew it, changed my world completely. This problem's name is Sakura Haruno.
