Beautiful Pain (True Beauty Fanfiction)

Chapter 9

I stare at my therapist who gaze at me, profiling my every detail as his latest patient. I slumped back into the leather chair unsure of where to begin with my story. Is not easy when somebody asked you to tell them what happened.

"How about we get to know each other instead?" He suggested feeling the silence grows bigger. The man smile showing me his dimple, he was in his late thirty and a handsome man for it too. Feeling guilty wasting the ten minutes away I began to think of a question for him.

"What is your favorite movie that you still remember up until this day?"

The conversation grew from light to deeper as minute goes by. After knowing him well I prepared for the story that still haunted my mind.

"It was last year, when I performed ballet. At that time my ex-boyfriend was mourning over his best friend death. I tried to comfort him while continuing my practice. However, he broke up with me on the day of my performance. I practice so hard so he could see me perform even pushing myself to the limit." I said thinking of how bitter Suho left me. I've told him about my performance, but he ignored them plainly.

"On the stage I tripped and fell on the performers. Causing the loss of our competition. The dance academy told me to quit, and my mother was ashamed of my action. She took me to Paris, so that she won't be talked by other people." I continued, my chest clenched how my mother won't look me in the eyes. Ever since I was little, nothing has pleased her. But now she made the decision to put me somewhere to hide. The therapist listened attentively and jotted some note down.

"But not only that I was diagnosed with osteoarthritis. The doctor said I was in my severe stage so while I was in Paris I had to attend therapy." It wasn't a happy scenario, away from everybody and shunned out for not being good enough. My social media filled with hate to the point I had to delete my account. He stared at me seeing I still need to say more.

"I can't be the same person as before. The hate gets to me, and I'm sick of feeling it." My hand began to shake. It's hard when people told me I'll be fine but knowing I wasn't, nobody could truly save me.

The day ended with me spilling my fear.

"Here you go!" Seo-Jun placed the lemon juice in front of Joo-Kyung and me causing our head to look at him. The sudden change of attitude sends a shiver through my spine. Is not everyday we see him acting like this.

"What's this for?" I asked, opening the juice in haste feeling thirsty from the weather.

"I want to look out for both of you." I scoffed knowing how bad the lie came out from his mouth. We both knew he was trying to rile up Suho. Joo-Kyung looked irritated with his behavior while I didn't mind it one bit. I have a lot of things to think than this childish act.

When we were in science class, I saw Suho buying her another juice to compete with Seo-Jun. Joo-Kyung accepted it happily and I smirked how her behavior changed in one second. I guess the irony of falling in love. You cherish the thing that are given for you.

I stared at Seo-Joon and fell bad for him but when our eyes locked I thought back to the words that alarm my heart. However he didn't stop there, he winked at me as if nothing happened.

I thought I wasn't involved in this weird love- revenge drama but Suho approached me at lunch time, placing the cookies on my hand.

"What's this for?" Obviously puzzled with his sudden approached, I questioned him.

"I remembered you liked this, so I bought it for you." When he left I stood there stunned, speechless that he still notices what I like to eat.

I stood in the field watching people running around. Due to my physical condition, my sport teacher told me to walk instead. The students luckily didn't realize the special treatment and continue to chat with each other. Thankfully Soo-Jin who stand on my left while Joo-Kyung and Soo-A on my right were talking about the latest make up collection. Soo-A wanted to buy them so she could impress Tae-Hoon.

Speaking of him, he was talking with his friends not far from us about Suho and basketball. Joo-Kyung asked Soo-Jin what it meant and she explained that they were wondering who can fight Suho in basketball.
Tae-Hoon suggested for Seo-Joon and the bad boy ran up to us asking Joo-Kyung if she wanna see him play.

"No." She didn't care about him and Seo-Joon looked at me instead.

"Chae-Rin do you want me to play?" Tae-Hoon gave me his puppy look, knowing they don't want to lose to Suho.

"Fine." Just like Joo-Kyung I didn't bother with this kind of thing. Seo-Joon pump his fist into the air and ran back with his crew. Honestly, I wonder what's inside their head, especially Seo-Joon.

"Are you alright?" Soo-Jin noticed my expression when my feet began to sting for walking too long. Something that my feet can't get used to after a long time.

Coming into the bathroom, I saw girls speaking in harsh tone toward this girl. That unknown girl cowers in fear, as words of hate thrown at her. My feet stand in stiffness feeling like her, helpless and scared.

Joo-Kyung who stood beside me, thrown a bucket of water at them. Causing the girls to shriek in shock.

"Sorry my hand slipped." She said innocently at the bullies. The girls walked out only to called her a nasty word. Soo-Jin who heard it from outside did a round kick that was missed by an inch from their face.

When those people left, I finally realized who they were bullying.

"Gowoon?"

"Chae-Rin?" It was none other then Seo-Joon sister. The pretty girl looked at me in sadness.

"They were right, I am ugly."

"That's not true! You're beautiful, and you sing so good." Joo-Kyung spoke in encouragement. I never heard Gowoon sing but if Joo-Kyung think she does then I believe her.

"I don't think a ugly person could perform on stage." Gowoon explained, admitting her problem to us. Soo-Jin stare at her and turned to look at me. My hand twitch knowing I experienced the same thing as her.

"You're wrong, anybody can be on stage. Is not just about your appearance. It's about what you can shown through the audience." I said softly. Gowoon turned to look at me and sigh.

"You wouldn't understand Chae-Rin. You're a perfect performer." She knew I was a ballerina and watches my performance, but she didn't know that one incident that shunned me from the public.

Just like her I was worried to be on stage.