My name is Y/N I am currently living in South Africa but me and my family are moving to South Korea because My dad and Mom got a better job offer. It's depressing for the fact that I am leaving my friends, my school, my cousins and what is scary is that I will be changing schools imagine I will be the only black girl in a whole Korean school I am nervous but at the same I am excited to see those handsome Korean boys so dreamy but anyways life goes on.
"Y/N ARE YOU DONE PACKING UP WE DON'T WANT TO MISS THE FLIGHT!!"
Said Y/N's mom. "YES I AM DONE!"
Living in a African home is nice but annoy the mother, hell will break lose. Since I am their only child it's nice because I get spoiled in a good way even though I'm 16 years old.
15 mintues later...
I can't believe that I am going to South Korea what a dream.
51 hours later...
I am on the plane and it's not treating my stomach nice. It's my fifth time throwing up. I feel sick because of this flippin plane with so many turbulences honestly I prefer a car than this rubbish but at least we have reached our destination.
After a while
I can't believe that I am in South Korea looking at those cute Korean boys walking down the street I think life is going flippin nice here.
Few days later
Today is a Monday morning and will be the first day of school in South Korea. What if those Korean toned girls treat me like shit? but anyways I don't care because life goes on. When I got in the school's gate my eyes caught the most handsome boy I have ever seen, he was smoking hot I fixed my clothes and hair and ran to him to introduce myself.
"Annyeonghaseo"
I said bowing my head slighty then he hit me with a cute gummy smile OMG!!I am so in love.
"Your Korean is good how are you, are you new? in any case my name is Min Yoongi and yours?"
"Oh m- my nam-me is Y/N".
OMG I just stuttering so bad.
"Oh okay Nice meeting you Y/N... do you wanna meet my friends?"
"No problem Yoongi"
Don't freak out Y/N you got this.
"Hey guys this is Y/N she is new here please introduce yourselves please"
Wow this people look so handsome OMG!
"Hi Y/N I am Jungkook you can call me Jk"
"Oh hi Jungkook how are u?"
"I am good, extremely good"
"Anyway I am Jimin the cutest in the trio"
"You sure look cute nice to meet you Jimin"
"You really think so?"
"I know so Jimin"
After my English class at lunch, I got toured around the school by the one and only Yoongi I knew that I was gonna get eyes from the Koreans and other whites students of this school because I am black and beautiful I can take criticism but not too much because I can get very angry, I limit my anger and I respect myself, I am obviously not a easy target. I came to this school to this school to learn not to be bullied by the haters and I am going to make my parents proud.
"So Y/N why did you come to this school?"
"To learn obvious why are you asking though?"
"Just, aren't you afraid of getting racism or criticism? I mean it's an all white school and you're the only black kid"
Just the question I was waiting for... "Listen Yoongi I ain't afraid of anything I didn't come from all the way from South Africa to South Korea to listen to people criticizing me about my skin color"
"It seems like you were raised strictly especially by your mother"
"My mother told me that 'A black Queen is powerful and rich, the skin is glowing and her color is respected' that's why I am not afraid"
"Do you know that you are that queen?"
"Yes I know I am that queen"
We walk together around the school talking to each other sharing our stories. This day so far is perfect and exciting,
At class***
I get in my Science class, I can hear giggles and whispering around me and I know they're possibly talking about me, I obviously won't say anything I'll just smile and mind my business
"Good Afternoon students" Obviously it's a white teacher let me see her game
"Seems like we have a new student a black student, Can you come here and introduce yourself?"
I stood up and walked like a queen and stood infront of judgmental eyes "My name is Y/N, I am a transferred student all the way from South Africa. I am hoping for the best Memories with you guys thank you"
"Thank you My girl please sit down now"
I felt suddenly proud and happy that I can face my nemesis.
During class, after the teacher excused herself
"Hey Y/N How are you?"
I turn my head to see, a tall skinny girl, with hairy legs and worse she wore the wrong uniform. Time to put my act.
"Oh Hi there I am good and you?"
"I am fine your hair looks nice, dry and maybe healthy I don't know"
Did she just say my hair is dry while her hair looks like it was spit out "Thank you I use natural hair products not chemical hair products, yours looks...fine"
"Oh my hair is very easy to style I mean my hair is soft and straight"
"Are we gonna talk about hair? Because you disturbed my moment of peace"
She swifts away my books "I am talking to you"
"So am I right?" I stand up and realize that she is not tall she is tall.
"Listen here black girl you aren't gonna talk back at me okay?"
"And listen here white girl I will talk back at you okay?
She's rude but not difficult for me to handle. I suggested to just sit down and continue minding my own business because if I entertain her rubbish, hell with break loose, I have huge anger issues I don't want to hurt a white girl
FAKE STORY ☆
NOT TO OFFEND ANYONE ♡
