❝ Sorry, but beauty is a given from the inside, not from the outside. ❞
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The world is cruel, we all have known that from experience. But to the point where you just want to disappear, that's an issue.
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Another horrible day for Yeri. It's her birthday, and no one remembered it.. A tear drop, she pressed her lips tightly.
Yeri sits down inside the bus, one of her weakness was crying in public. It made her look more ugly.
She places her head by the window side, she hided her face with her bag. And, she suddenly began to cry.
Poor baby.
A guy dressed in black, with a hat on and his face hiding under the mask. He sees a empty spot by Yeri and made his way there.
His cherry as- I mean butt sit on the empty spot.
The guy wanted to asked her if she was okey. He was about to touch her arm, but his phone vibrated and interrupted his actions.
Yeri felt the warm by her side. A warm that made her feel better. A warm that she will want to feel everyday. A warm that she loved. A warm that she never felt in so long.
As the guy replied back to the text message, Yeri was enjoying the warm that was by her side.
The bus stops, and that warm left little by little. Suddenly the crying had stopped. She doesn't know why, but she feels different.
The bus stops on the other station. And-
"Eh?" I think he or she left this here. A bag with a note was laying down there. The note had a arrow pointing to her side. 'For You' is all the note had on the front. Yeri flipped around to see the other side and as she reads it, she made her way out of the bus.
'Enjoy this delicious snacks, don't worry they we're for me, but since I'm a nice guy. I'll give to you :)'
"Thanks" and she smiled.
Time passed by, she ate some of the snacks that the guy left her. It felt like someone at least did remember this day.
The black bag had sweet bread, cookies, and other snacks that tasted sweeter than sweet.
And-
We're finally here, Yeri's home. A home, a cold home. Her right hand open the doors and she made her way fully inside. She sees Hani her twin playing on her phone. Her mom finishing dinner, and her dad sitting by Hani.
No 'Welcome' back?
Yeri sigh and took off her shoes before entering the house. "I'm back" she mumbled loud enough for her family to hear.
Her eyes got watery after seeing the cake in top of the table that doesn't belonged to her. It belonged to her sister Hani. So, she ignored it and made her way to her room.
Minutes goes by, Yeri was now sitting down on her bed eating sweet bread. She tried to find silence in her room, which she couldn't. Until someone knocks on her door. The doors open, and a lady around the age of 40 walks inside the room.
"Ya, fatty after we're done celebrating you're sisters birthday. I will want you to clean the mess, ok?" Yeri nodded without saying nothing. Her mother got pissed for her sudden action, and throws her the first thing she sees, a shoe.
"YA, WHEN I TALK! I WANT YOU TO LOOK AT ME!"
She ignored her and groaned in pain. Her eyes tightly closed. "M-mom"
Her mom walk to Yeri's direction, and pulled the sweet bread out of her hands. With no thinking, she grabs her hair.
"YA! DONT YOU EVER CALL ME BY THAT WORD AGAIN!" her hand tightly pulled her daughters hair.
What a hoe- Oops I mean WHAT A BAD MOTHER!
Her mom let go of her hair, and suddenly giggled.
"Fatty, lost weight if you really wanna call me by that name. It will be embarrassing hearing it from a fat person like you."
and she left.
+ WAS THIS CHAPTER GOOD? OH MY!
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