They've been talking about you. Whispering your name like a warning label they slap on their boring lives.

Good. Let them.

Because you're not here to make people comfortable. You're the plot twist in their predictable story — the thing they didn't see coming and couldn't explain after.

These socks are for showing up exactly when they said you wouldn't. For being the chaos they warned each other about. For walking into the room and watching them realize the warning wasn't strong enough.