I remember being in high school and sitting in a classroom full of people but still feeling completely invisible. Like Jeremy, I would daydream about someone noticing me, but it felt like no one cared. I watched the girl who sat across from me, hoping she’d turn around or say something, but every time she looked at me, it felt like she was looking straight through me. I tried to convince myself I was okay, but deep down, I felt lost and invisible. Now, I realize I wasn’t the only one feeling that way. Just like Veronica, we all wear masks to hide our pain.