Untitled (so far)

Chapter 1

It's the first day of the new school year in Seoul (she's a new student from Daegu and a sophomore).

I woke up groggy this morning, trying to hunt my damn phone from the side of my bed as ,,no tears left to cry" continued playing as my alarm sound, with my face still buried in the pillow, in a worthless attempt to turn it off. After playing whack-a-mole with my phone which was dancing on the night stand, I managed to grab hold of the bastard and successfully press the ,,turn off alarm" button instead of the damn ,,snooze for 5 minutes" for once in my life.

I finally lifted my head off the pillow and into the air as I stretched out like a cat after a good nap. I felt my bones cracking and feeling more comfortable as I became more awake. I look at my alarm and see the time - 06.35am. Perfect!

For once, my day started off well. I hope it ends well as well.

I go to the bathroom to look at my messy bedhead and decided to brush it out, clip it up with a big, black and white checkered clip and pull my bangs out. I brush my teeth hurriedly but calmly as excitement floods my system. I decided to put on some mascara and do the barest minimum of my makeup routine which I do less than once a year. I flash myself a positive gummy smile in the mirror and take one final look at myself before I continue getting ready. Couldn't look better!

I had already organized my school uniform yesterday, which meant I was ready in a matter of minutes. Just enough time to get to the damn bus station in time. I put an elegant silver ring, with a purple accent on the heart made out of bent wire on my ring finger, the one I believed brought me luck. The one my beloved grandmother made for me before she passed. I look at the ring with teary eyes and then at the picture of me and my Nonna hanging on the wall. I look up to the sky and close my eyes, almost like I could communicate with her spirit who was watching over me.

,,I love you so much, Nonna. Just wait for me and I'll be there one day" I whispered to myself quietly as I ran my thumb over the purple ring, trying to calm down and make the tears prying my eyes evaporate.

As I pull myself together, I look at the time on my phone - 06.55am. I put on my shoes, lock the front door, hide the key and leave the house. I walk to the bus station which was only 10 minutes away, meaning I have some extra time before the first bell rings.

As I step onto the bus, I greet my old bus driver who happened to be on my route. In the middle of saying our goodbyes, a young boy of my age bashed his right shoulder straight into me as he walked past me, trying to find an empty seat. I turn around, grab him by his loose sleeve and with a solid voice, I said:

,,Who do you think you are, pushing people around like they're shit? Are you trying to become my enemy already?"

Moments of silence. Not even a breath. Then he snaps back:

,,Whatever" he shamelessly tugs his hand away from my grasp and ends up standing.

What a way to start the first day in a new school. As I brace to walk past students, I see his foot out. He was trying to trip me over! I brush past him, not even sparing him a second glance and lift my left foot higher than his soles and to the right. I walk all the way to the back of the bus and take an empty seat. Finally, I'll have some peace before the hellhole rings the bells.

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As the ceremony of introducing the new students to the school is coming to an end, I see a blonde guy with a narrow face smiling and waving at me. A group of girls sitting behind him had steam coming out of their ears at the sight of me getting HIS attention. Decided on being polite, I waved back at him and flashed a friendly smile.

We got sorted into our classes, I was in 8C. I walk in front of my classroom in a line of other students who got sorted into the same class. As I walk in, I automatically pick one of the empty seats in the front row and lay my bag on the desk. While I'm sitting down and getting used to everything, a tall black-haired girl slams her fist onto my desk.

She glares at me with her dark brown eyes as she spits:
,,Everyone, there's a loser in my seat! I would advise her to get lost or her life will become miserable for the rest of her highschool life."

She continues looking at me with a confident smirk on her face as I go:
,,Oh yeah? And what if I don't? It's not like your dad bought it for you".

Not gonna lie, I was always a spiteful kid and did get bullied in my primary school, but I am as stubborn as a mule and there's no way I'm going to let some random girl try and take my spot.

,, I really can't believe you don't know me. Don't you know at least who my parents are? Does the name Yang ring any bells?"

I remained silent as she continued bragging about her parents. They were huge fashion designers in Korea and were extremely respected and rich. They've collaborated with multiple celebrities throughout the years and are at the top of the fashion industry!

,, ...So I suggest you better move before you suffer the consequences of messing with the Yang family."

Fed up with her bullshit, I get up and stand in her face.

,,Listen, whatever your name is. I do not know nor care who you are because I dealt with bullies since kindergarten and you're just one more of them on my way to get a normal life. I advise you to fuck off before you see my snappy side."

Watching her face change from all the colors in the spectrum, she started panting like a bull and hyperventilating, infuriated with the fact that someone spoke back to her AND got away with it.

,,Consider yourself my nemesis from now on, Min Angie"
,,Gladly" and with an amused chuckle I sat back down as I watched her eyeing me like a hawk from the other end of the classroom.

,,Hello students, I'm miss Hyeong Eunae but you can call me miss Eunae!" said a sweet looking woman with blue eyes and short, light brown hair.

,,I would like to introduce two new students we're having this year, but one of them is late"

I mentally facepalm myself as I realize one of the is myself. She points at me and I nervously look at her while she continues:

,,The first new student is Min Angie. Don't be shy sweetheart, come up to the front and tell us about yourself!", she says with a smile as I try to calm my glossophobia (fear of public speech) down.

After a few moments of awkward silence, I begin:

,,Hello guys, my name is Min Angie! I'm from Daegu and I moved to Seoul a few months ago in order to attend this highschool! I am 16 years old and I like music, arts and pursuing my creativity. I hope we get along well!" I bowed and walked back to my seat.

Just as I sat back down, I hear someone slam the door open.

,,Oh, class! This is the second new student! Kim Taehyung, was it?"
,,Yes ma'am"
,,Come on in! Why don't you leave your bag at Angie's table and briefly introduce yourself?"

I notice something familiar about the kid. And then it hit me - he was the kid who tried to trip me earlier in the bus! Motherfucker!

,,Umm... I don't even know what to say. I'm Kim Taehyung, I'm 16 and from Daegu. I enjoy listening to music and painting. That's pretty much it about me."

The teacher looked at him rather confused but still satisfied.

,,OK... Taheyung, you can sit with Angie - if that's ok with her?"

I gave her an understanding nod as he nonchalantly moved to the free chair next to mine. I take a deep breath as I mentally scream at God - WHY THE FUCK HIM OF ALL PEOPLE?!

(He is good looking at least, I can't deny that)

I give him one last cold glance before finally deciding to focus on the lesson. Let's hope this year doesn't get shittier than it already is.