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Irene had always been kind of crazy, if not totally crazy. She was the type to not sleep because she was worried someone would stab her and take her money, or worse, someone she loved. Something in her mind always made her stay alert, even if it was for the most stupid reasons. She was the jealous type, the one who would attack someone because she felt inferior to them.
But in the middle of her mind-storm, she had found someone to depend on, someone to trust, someone to love. He was younger than her, yes, by three years but he was her everything; they met at her ripe age of 20, and then dated till she was 23, that was when he proposed and found out she was crazy. Crazy as fuck. He regretted getting engaged at such a young age, at the age where he literally just became legal.
He wasn't so loyal though; no, he always found ways out of Irene's obsessive episodes, made her believe his mom was sick so he could go sleep with other girls. And that too because Irene wouldn't sleep with him until they were married; yes, married, not even engaged.
Irene's mother knew what type of person her daughter was, so when the news got out that her boyfriend, her everything had cheated on her; slept with another woman, Irene fumed and pledged that she'd kill that fucking bitch, the whore who stole her man. It was only because she was so blindly in love, that she couldn't see her mans fault. Her mother had caged Irene in her room, explaining that he was in the wrong, that she should be mad at him and forget him, because he didn't deserve someone who was as beautiful as Irene and it was true; plenty of boys, men, even girls, were interested in Irene but she found interest in the man who went on to break her heart.
Over the months, her anger steeped levels down, and she learnt to become normal again (at least somewhat.). She made new friends, in her building, and spent most of her time with them. One was Seulgi, a more reserved person, and she liked to not share about her personal life; and one was Wendy, an loud, outspoken girl who liked hearts and doing fake surgeries, as she wasn't permitted to do actual ones.
These three hung out whenever they got time, and baked or studied, or Irene sometimes did their hair, being a stylist. The three had a weird and somewhat, awkward friendship but they decided to never bring it up and play along with life.
But it was going to get a lot more toxic, and death came closer as they did too.
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Seulgi's life was much more boring compared to most people; she grew up with nanny's and butlers, as her working parents were never there. She was given stethoscopes on her first birthday, and gradually she was given Doctor Kits, as she grew up. When she was 13, she was given her first book based on Neurology. She asked for a make-up kit, but she was scolded on, saying just like her mother, she should be independent, and not be pretty because she didn't need men.
