MFN: Prologue

Warning: MATURE CONTENT ||🔞R-18🔞|| REVISING

To Kendall, made a great decision in her life by befriending the nerd, Ethan Moore. Despite the difference between the two of them, it's still a 'go' sign for Kendall.

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Looks, money, freedom and grade- what people dreamed off.

A stubborn Kendall Jaish Pearson has one wish to achieve in life when she learns the 'nerds' secret, Ethan Moore, and the only way to achieve it is to befriend him. But why did Kendall find it difficult to friend a nerd like him? At the same time, she finds herself falling for him and wishing to be together with him as long as she can remember. The question? Will he finally accept her to be his friend?

Sorry, but even though your dress is lovely, you don't look good in it.

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[TIMELINE]

Start**:** Dec 31\, 2022

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My Fucking Nerd

NERD #1 - PROLOGUE

"Ahahaha, that's ugly," they laughed.

"You're not exactly a cute girl," I muttered to myself.

"That dress is a poor choice for you."

"You look like a princess amidst trash."

I did my best to block out the spiteful remarks from my stepsister's friends, moving silently towards the exit. My gaze stayed fixed on the ground as I navigated towards the door, avoiding their piercing stares. Clearly, I was an annoyance to them, and I had come to terms with that. My presence at the birthday party was pointless if it only brought embarrassment to my family.

Startled by a voice to my right, "You alright?" I let out a small yelp of surprise. A man was casually leaning against a car, catching me off guard. He spoke again, his deep, raspy voice sending a shiver down my spine, after he caught my confused look.

"Your dress," he pointed out, referring to my now drenched and torn attire. Embarrassment washed over me. Despite my discomfort with strangers, I couldn't ignore his striking appearance and the gravelly tone of his voice.

I patched up my torn dress and whispered back, "I'm fine, thank you."

The man remained silent, so I decided it was time to check on my car, but a gentle hand halted me. "Take my hoodie," he offered. The thought of wearing a stranger's clothes was mortifying, and I shook my head, declining his offer. I couldn't trust this man, not yet.

I've never been one to ask for help. I'm just another burden, another source of embarrassment. When he didn't let go of my wrist, I gently pulled away. I turned to him, sighing, "I appreciate it, but I'm okay. I really must be going—"

"No, take it. You'll draw criticism in a torn and ruined dress," he insisted, and he was right, but I could handle the scorn.

His words left me stunned, and I stared at him, speechless. I hadn't expected such a gesture.

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