[Not my drafts getting deleted lmao: cried myself to sleep for days cause I planned to publish the rest like weeks ago but meh... life is life ig]
Her eyes met yours squinting a bit as the redness got hidden just a little bit as she gently smiled taking you home after the salon.
"Why do they do this?" You asked looking at her as you ate away at your ice cream causing her to sniffle before laughing softly "because, the world is full of bad–bad people" she said with a small sigh resting her back on the seat.
You had come back from middle school with your long hair unevenly cut by some bullies, your skin littered with a few scrapes and bruises and a bit of your upper lip cut and swelling, She wondered how you managed to stay positive after all you've been going through.
You got bullied , picked on and called names by people yet you always returned those actions with nothing but a kind smile, god– you were only 10. Why was the world so cruel to her child?
They had fled the north in hope for a better future but they didn't think you'd be going through this in a country that promised them peace and safety. Yes they were safe but their little girl was getting harmed daily. For what fucking reason?
So out of that school you went, getting homeschooling for two years before finally managing to convince your parents to let you to back to a regular school
"How will I learn to socialise and have a political opinion in the future if I stay cooped up in this house?" You said over dinner once earning a grunt from your father "no politics y/n-ah" he warned lightly.that had got them in enough shit already.
"Fine fine, law, psychology, nursing and other thibgs like that, those things require me to be able to work with people how am I going to be able to do that when the only people I speak to are the two of you and my tutor, not to sound disrespectful or anything but Ms Mang is an earful, literally" you whined causing your parents to laugh a bit
"Fine fine, we'll see what we can do, but," your mother paused "if anything like before happens you are back here with mang for 4 more years okay?" With a smile you jumped from your chair kissing the cheeks of both parents "thank you thank you thank you" you chanted before rushing to take your phone from the table to play a song
"This deserves karaoke, please please enjoy the show by Nam Y/n lady and gentleman" you introduced making them clap awaiting the show. Just like old times, the three of you enjoying dinner and light and fun family moments just like these.
Before... everything went down.
Before... Hanlim Arts High School happened.
"Hello I'm Nam Y/n , please welcome me" you bowed to your new homeroom class before looking up at your homeroom teacher who had introduced himself as Mr J. Cheon , he had a big bright smile, wore circle framed glasses and even from the moment he greeted you from the office his presence made you feel at home, he reminded you a lot of your uncle just... nicer
"Y/n please sit over here right in the from next to Duri and Yeji. You two please make Y/n feel welcome!" He announced to the class which cheered back in agreement
You liked the fact that you fit right it and didn't stick right out like a sore thumb, the people weren't bad and you had bothered your driver and only friend Mr Choi who you called San about it the whole drive hers about it
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