To every dream that is buried under the pillow every morning after the sun comes out.
Pulling, tugging your boots in a hurry, you were biting a slice of bread on your mouth as you munched them in. It wasn't the most ladylike scene for a girl in the early nineteenth."Do not be nervous, do not mess this up again, Y/n." You mouthed to yourself.
"I'll try to go back early. What would you say if we had dinner together." Your dad cleared his throat.
"I've part time job, dad." You said without thinking. It was totally reflected.
"Oh.. I see, alright.. I'll just eat.. alone." He muttered under his breath.
"I'm leaving."
"Have a great day.." You didn't answer him and left the house. Finishing the last bite of bread.You were still hungry.You were tired of this life. All of your friends were in a stable family. Their parents had stable jobs and most of them didn't need to work to cover their life. But you.. you had to do everything just to fill your stomach half full. Life is so hard, you want to give up.
Maybe your next life will be better..
It was just first class and you were already sleepy. You pinched yourself to pull yourself together. You can not fail in this class or else the time you've been investing on it will be wasted. You can't afford another time to make up every subject.
"Your notes are very detailed Y/n."
"Ah.. yeah.." High school was very different.. college was harder.There was no limit in here.You got in through scholarships. This was basically college for rich people but they had programs for a people like you. Like smart enough to study for free but they will make you pay as soon as your grades go bad.
"Can I copy your paper later?" The girl played with her curls, "Please? I'll treat you to lunch."
You rarely eat in the cafeteria. You couldn't afford that regularly. Usually you just starve yourself until the class is done.
"No need. You can copy."
"Or you know.. can you just write it for me? I'll pay you." She had money but not much brain. Tch, "What do you think? I really don't like to study." She giggled.
"Alright.""Great!" Moa took her wallet and pulled out some cash, shoving them to you. It meant nothing to her, "Let me know once you are done." She winked as she left.You stared at the money. It was worth your monthly salary. And she just.. giving it to you like handing a garbage, meaningless.World was unfair...
"She is just so poor.." Moa spoke to her friends, "We should donate our unused stuff for her." They were laughing.
"My boyfriend is useless, could I donate him? Maybe she could get used to him better." They laughed harder.
"Tch, you guys are mean.." Yerin pouted.
"Yerin-ah, you too, don't get too close toY/n, okay.." Moa spoke gently to her.Not that you didn't know they were making fun of you. You didn't have the right to fight back.To keep the scholarship, you should keep a low profile. If you make trouble for these rich people, they will probably kick you out.
Because of this you didn't dare to make friends, you were too insecure and you didn't want them to make fun of you more than they already did. All you needed was to study diligently for four years. You can't fail...It was not in the plan.
After that you will apply to get a proper job.Climbing your careers up. Gathering a lot of money and being successful. Failure wasn't in the plan in your life. You were tired living like this, where you couldn't afford nice clothes or literally anything.
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Fanfiction"Scholarship girl." Yoongi tilted his head, did he talk to you? Scholarship girl.. he had to mock you like that? "If you don't learn to speak for yourself, nobody will hear you. People will keep stomping on you." You already know that.. but what pow...
