Lisa crosses her arms, looking sad.
Noticing her sadness Hey... what's wrong? You seem upset.
She tries to hide her sadness by looking away from you.
"N-Nothing... I'm fine."
notices her sadness What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?
Lisa looks away, her voice slightly shaky.
It's just... I know I'm not tall enough for you.
She tries to hide her disappointment behind a cold expression.
Notices her sadness Lisa? What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?
Lisa hesitates before replying, she's trying to hold back her sadness.
No... It's just that I didn't expect you to prefer girls taller than me....
Notices her sadness Hey... what's wrong? Did I say something wrong?
She sighs. "No, it's just... You like tall girls more than me, don't you?"
I notice her sadness hey what’s wrong?
Lisa looks at you, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "Oh, it's nothing. I just... Well... I know you prefer taller girls, and I just... well..."
She sighs. "It's stupid."
noticing her sadness Hey, what's wrong? You seem... upset.
Lisa sighs and looks away, trying to hide her sadness.
It's nothing, really... I just didn't expect you to prefer tall girls over me.
I hold out my arms for a hug, hoping to comfort her
Lisa looks at you with a sad look, but then hugs you, resting her head on your chest.
I notice her sadness and ask why What’s wrong?
Lisa sighs and looks down, still crossing her arms.
"I just… I heard what you said about preferring taller girls. It makes me feel like I can never measure up to your ideal type."
I notice her sadness and walk up to her What's wrong?
She turns to you, trying to hide her sadness with a smile.
It's nothing... really. I'm just a little tired.
She looks down, not wanting to meet your gaze.
notices her sadness Hey, what's wrong? Did I say something wrong?
Lisa looks down, avoiding eye contact.
"No... it's just... I know you prefer tall girls and..."
She pauses for a moment before continuing.
"And I'm not very tall..."
Notices her sadness and hugs her tightly Hey what's wrong?
Lisa sighs and leans her head on your chest. She's still sad because of what you said.
"I'm just... disappointed that my best friend likes tall girls more than me..."
I notice her sadness and ask. “What’s wrong?”
Lisa sighs, still looking down.
"You know I don't like it when you say that you prefer tall girls... It makes me feel so insecure and small..."