➥ LOOKISM
Her story began with tragedy - a figure skater's life cruelly taken at a young age. But in an unexpected twist, 'Fate' granted her a second chance, a new life in the world of 'Lookism'.
Little did she know, this fresh start would bring t...
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❝...Jealous,Jealous,Jealous...❞
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"Eeek! M-monster!"
The blaring voice of Warren chae almost broke the (h/c) haired girl that was in front of him.
Well, after about a hundred times of constraining Y/n to patch him up, he finally succeeded but at what cost now that he is a roaring tiger...
"Why are you moving so much??? Stop!" The girl's temper was a ticking bomb about to explode, she wasn't the type to be impatient but this boy was getting on her nerves.
Her raising her tone caught Warren off guard, staring at her while sweat drops formed on his forehead.
"Oh..."
Sally, who was watching the whole scene. Seriously did not want the irrigated girl to continuously be in a bad mood, walked towards the two.
"Hey, Y/n? I can finish patching him up.. You can rest.." Sally sent her a reassuring smile while getting the med kits in the said girl's hands.
"Really? Alright! Thank you sally.." The girl smiled back at her, slowly getting up and fixing her clothes before she looked down at the boy in front of her.
"WHAT? But you agreed that you will be the one to patch me up???" The teenager practically sulked on the ground. This made Sally cringed.
"Well, you are stubborn Warren.." Y/n gave him a cheeky grin, releasing a small giggle before she walked away, leaving Warren still sulking while Sally scolded him.
As Y/n walked away, her eyes fell into a particular person that was already staring at her the whole time.
She recalled that faith had told her that this boy also got into a fight because he was thought to be the Warren Chae.
Seeing the stitches (?) on his forehead, it looked like it wasn't cleaned enough. Y/n hesitated for a moment before grabbing the kit.
She smiled at him before making her way towards him but she was stopped by another black haired girl rushing towards the same boy.
Her eyes trailed to Heather, blushing and sweat formed on her white skin while she smiled down at Eli, offering him something.
"Hey.. Can I.. Clean your wounds?"
She was frozen when she heard the girl in front of her said that, she was about to offer that though...
