"Mr Kim!" someone called out. I looked up to see Ms. Shioxang called pointing her index at me with blazing eyes. She wore a pair of glasses, her hair are tied up neatly, she wore her uniform neatly as she glared at me with knitted teeth.
"yes ma'am...
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Kim Taehyung - Jeon Han Kim
--- Ever wonder why the Utopian world will never exist? Because people will never have the same opinion, the same mind, people will keep up with society, even if it means they'll fake it. The world's pretty ugly, I, on the other hand, always stayed on my routine, it's completely useless to try and change people's mind, there's no use. Sometimes... I couldn't take it anymore, but I wasn't like this before.
This was me.
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"Oh! Jeon Kim! My man!"
I was the guy who was popular amongst the other rich guys in our school. Everyone loved me.
Every girl has fallen in love with me.
I was like a huge magnet to all.
I was the hottest student along with my comrades, Jung Kook; Park Ji Min; Jung Ho Seok; Min Yun Ki; and lastly Kim Seok Jin.
We've been the hot topic of the campus and also most of the universities we've captured the hearts of desperate girls.
But that was before our high school years ended. And we all have to separate ways.
Now in my college years...
The first day of school was great. I became popular.
Not after what happened to me. A tragic accident ruined my whole college life.
At least, my popularity didn't wear out since the students in my university call me names, such as moron and stupother hurtful words hurtful.
I Jeon Han Kim was diagnosed with Dyslexia, a condition in the brain that makes it hard for a person to read, write, and spell.
Yes, and it's all because of him. That damn bastard that ruined my life.
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"Mr Kim!" someone called out. I was awoken from my sleep, and had a staring contest with Ms. Shioxang, her long arms, and sharp colored nails pointing at me with blazing eyes, roasting me from my seat. She wore a pair of glasses, her hair is tied up neatly, and wore her decent clothes, glaring at me, her teeth knitted in anger.
"yes ma'am?" I responded quickly.
"read this writing on the board." She said, pointing her stick at me.
"I-I can't read it." I stuttered, as my illness started to make fun of me. The words started to dance as they acted funny, and I couldn't read the writings on the board.
"fine. get out of my class!" she shouted pointing directly at the door. I hurriedly stood up, I look back to see that my classmates, laughing and pointing at me.
I am Jeon Han Kim, I'm a college student.
I couldn't help but just accept the fact, that I can't be fixed. And it's all because of him.
I walk down the empty hall, looking to my right, classrooms are placed in order, while on my left were windows, I travelled passing twelve classrooms until I reached the library.
I always come to the library. I don't even know why I come and read stuffs my brain couldn't handle.
As soon as I settle down. Silence engulf the area. It was my favorite part of the day.
Every single day, I always come and observe that one girl in the corner or the book shelves.
I remember having the same class with her. She had never spoken a word, she wore a simple pair of glass, her brown hair flow smoothly on her shoulders, her skin was pale like pages in the books, her lips were pink close to white, she had dark bags under her eyes.
I have never talked to her before. Nor seen her talk to someone. Only to that girl behind her. And her friend never come join in her recent book reading in the library.
I have one idea of might as well make her talk to me, I grabbed one of the books that I just took randomly on one of the book stalls. I sat in front of her. I didn't get a glance from her. She just kept her head down, reading some geography. Tsk. I hate geography.
I opened my book, and tried to read... but words just started to scramble before my eyes.
I groaned, almost throwing the book. But I didn't. Obviously or I'll be banned from my favorite place.
I started talking, with a simple 'hey' but it didn't work. "Hey. Uh, Y/n? Y/n, right?" I asked, she kept her head low.
"Uh. It's okay if you won't talk to me. I just want to tell you something... I think you could use some friend." I said. She didn't respond. That's rude.
But I didn't stop since I got more curious. She seems interesting.
"I understand if you don't want any friends. I just want to spend some time with someone else. Who wouldn't judge me and call me names."? I pouted, finally she looked up. Thank God. She looked up. She was holding a piece of paper.
She then handed me the paper.
There was something written on it.
But I couldn't read it.
After she gave me the paper, she left without a word.
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"Mi efad uyo otdn nwta em hitw uoy"
Yeah right. Told you couldn't read such thing.
I kept the paper in my pocket. And run after her.
"Yah! What did you write?" I called out. But I was too late, she was already gone. God knows where.
I walk back to our class.
When I entered the room. My classmates are looking at me weirdly, which they always do.
I just lowered my head.
As soon as our teacher arrives, He wrote some words that I couldn't even understand.
Finally, our class ended too soon. I got time to go back to my house.
My house was never fun, nor cheerful. It's just full of boring nothingness and my dark room.
My room wasn't an ordinary room.
I have my whole room covered in newspapers and papers with words, that was basically my research.
Research about my condition.
Researches that was merely all about my illness.
I've been doing my research ever since he ruined my whole life.
He's such a monster.
I hate him.
And now my whole life's a mess.
All because of him. My life is a mess, garbage.
I fished out the paper, that the girl gave me earlier. I stick it on my wall.
