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Strawberry Blonde
Jisung stared at the mirror once again.
He looked at the hair. It wasn't enough.
He needed more. He needed to look like Naomi. Jisung looked down and looked at his stomach.
'I need to lose weight'
He then looked at his eyes. The more he looked at himself the more disgusted he got. His eyes weren't normal. Not here in america. He remembered how the kids back when he was younger made fun of him by pulling their eyes back.
He remembered how the would tell him racial slurs. And how they used to mock his accent. And how they would hurt him. And call him fat because of his chubby cheeks. And how they would threaten to hurt him.
And all because he's korean.
And he hated it so so much.
He wished he was born american.
Where he would have blue normal looking eyes. And Blonde hair. And whitest skin ever. No weird accent. No racial slurs being told towards him.
-- i really dont know if this chapter is okay
but this story is about jisung experiencing different things like racism as a kid when he first moved to america, experiencing heartbreak, and things like that. im not asian, im latina, but i hope this chapter is alright.
as a person who is poc i have felt this way before. ive been called some racial slurs for being latina. made fun of. im not sure. i wrote this kind of the way i felt like when i was younger.
