*BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP* my phone alarmed me to wake up for school. I scrunch my eyes and reached out for my phone, turning the alarm off as I sit at the edge of my bed.
Questions came to my mind. What if people don't like me like how my old school didn't? What if all the students think I'm ugly? What should I do if I get hated? I stood up and went to the bathroom to wash my face, brush my teeth etc. The questions made me feel a bit insecure because let's to be honest, I'm ugly, I don't have a good personality, I'm not talented, I'm fat, and so much more negative things. ( don't think negative about yourself readers ) I didn't do anything bad to the students at my old school, so why did they do something bad to me? Idk [Y/n], just hurry up and get ready.
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My high school wasn't far away from my house so I walked there today. My neighborhood was very quiet, the only sounds were my shoes, CLICK, CLICK, CLICK. As I was walking, I noticed a boy that was wearing the same uniform except he wore pants, not a skirt, he had black hair, looked kinda taller than me, and had pretty face. That boy looked like a nice man to me, he probably can be my first friend. I smile at my dumb thoughts. The male was on the other side of the rode. It seems like he haven't noticed me yet.
There I was in front of the school, admiring the view. I gulped and took a deep breath but before entering the huge building, I looked behind me and saw the pretty boy, he was looking down at the concrete. I opened the door for him to get in first. He passed right through me and didn't even care to give a single glance or even say thank you. Oh well I thought, at least I tried.
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Sorry if you guys thought this was short and sorry that this was bad like really really bad. I'll post the next chapter tonight or tomorrow.
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Fanfiction*TRIGGERING WARNING* through out the story, there may be sexual content, suicidal, depressed thoughts, self harm and bullying. The reader plays the role [Y/n]. [Y/n] means your name. I'm [Y/n]. I'm 15 years old and I live in South Korea, Seoul. I h...
