CHAELISA- Another Chance At Love

1. Failing at Life

Bringggg Bringggg I groan as I groggily open my eyes, reaching over to slam the alarm down. "Another day, another dollar" I muttered to myself. 

I was Park Chaeyoung, a pre-med student at SNU. Unhappy and struggling to pay my rent. I just had to get away from my parents, I've studied hard and done everything they wanted my entire life, now here I am: miserable and alone. 

I reluctantly flip open my covers, only to be attacked by the chilling air of winter in Seoul. I definitely deserve a bath... walking over to my tiny kitchen in my tiny apartment, I put on the kettle and walked into the bathroom. 

Looking at my reflection, I cringed, my messy hair was really something else. Not even mentioning how my back also ached from the 4-hour surgery that we had to take notes on, I turned on the heater and ran the bath. 

While waiting for the water to fill, I walk out into the hallway, staring at the Blackpink poster I bought when I was 16—I can't afford anything else, even now—looking into the other blonde, Cho Miyeon. I stared deeply into her eyes with envy. 

My eyes then fluttered to the woman of everyone's dreams, Lalisa Manoban. I sighed, wondering why I was constantly wishing for something I could never get or even reach. 

I picked my clothes out from the massive pile of clothes that I have never really bothered to sort out, stripping bare, then climbing into the warm bath waiting for me. With the water still running, the sounds drown out my worries and I relax and slump into the shape of the tub.

I felt my eyes slowly close as my relaxation was interrupted by a piercing whistle of the kettle "right" I cursed under my breathe and climbed out, rushing to the kitchen with droplets of water trailing behind me. 

In a rush, I grabbed the ancient kettle hastily, causing a few drops of the hot water to splash out onto my hands "Fuck!" I screeched as I let go of the kettle, landing gracefully back on the stovetop "My day is just getting better and better" I muttered. 

Caressing my injured hand, I walked back into the hallway towards the bathroom. Only to find the floors filled with lukewarm water. I looked up and ran towards the bath to stop the water. 

Going on my knees with a towel, I tried to save the floors. "Shit shit shit!" My efforts were fruitless, but I kept on trying. Knowing full well the landlady that lives below me would kick me out as soon as the water starts dripping from her roof. 

Especially since I'm not exactly on top of my rent right now. Running to the sink to wring out the wet towel, I felt myself slip. 

Looking up I saw the full-body mirror waiting to catch my fall. I closed my eyes, waiting for the shattering and piercing pain.

But it never came...

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Author's note: I know it's a short chapter but things are about to be real in the next chapter! I swear my writing gets better, please bare with me. :D