You wanted to read the book, you were excited to crack it open, you came into it with good faith and anticipation… but you ended up dnf-ing it. Which book and why?
Mine was The Maid by Nita Prose. It was for my book club and looked like a fun murder mystery. Instead I got instant manic-pixie-dream-neurodivergent-girl vibes, and I noped out before the crime scene was even found.
The Electric Koolaid Acid Test. The first few pages are mainly just descriptions of the elaborate acidhead outfits characters are wearing, and I felt it was going to be one of those books like American Psycho or Inherent Vice which is mainly just a catalogue of cultural tropes and fashion trends from a period of time which I could not personally relate to.