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There's something I'd like to confess.

Now I'm no saint and I'm pretty sure I have no dreams of ever winding up as a humble, quiet nun although I am quiet and a lil humble. I just hate...well, a lot of things. I hate rackety noise and girls screeching from a crowd. I hate standing up and having all the attention drawn to me. I hate conformism.

But that's not really why a lot of people think I should join a convent.

For one thing, I'm always on my own. I head to the library to get a heads up of what new books just got delivered. If not, I head to the entrance of the Academy and sit on one of the benches, reading. I don't really talk a lot because all my words are all stacked in my brain and only gets explored once I read and exercise my imagination.

So yeah, I don't have friends.

I'm quiet and not that much clueless. I have a decent mix of As and Bs. I don't cheat because God forbid I jacked a grade. I like keeping to myself - which okay, is like having a world of my own, whatever. Just as long as I treat people fairly and I don't depend on them then you could say I'm good.

But that's not the confession.

Okay, stay with me here. I mean, it's not a big surprise that my school has their own rendition of big people. They normally dominate the student body with whatever thing they got going on. In my grade, seven boys run the school nervous system. Girls throw themselves at their feet and fling to their arms, completely giving their all just to get blown a kiss but frankly I think they're just wasting their time. Boys like them? Yeah, pretty sure you won't get anywhere unless you have something that stands out. And people here really don't seem to make a difference.

Oh boy, avoiding them was always the better option.

And then we have Jennie Kim.

Everyone knows who Jennie Kim is. If you don't, then you must have been pretty lucky. If you go to my school, you'd be running with your tail between your legs once you saw even a glimpse of the terrifying girl. She's....well, not that nice. She likes all things black and pink. She died her hair hot pink exempted from the roots which looked pretty badass, even for me. She has glowing bambi eyes and chapped lips which normally was worn with dark red lipstick. She has only one friend - Kim Jisoo.

And well, that girl isn't someone you can easily forget.

It's not about her personality - which was pretty mediocre. Nor about how she presents herself. It's her reputation. I don't really care. I don't talk to her and I have no clue who she really is and frankly I have no desire to. But I've been in this school for three years - if you don't know about the scandal then pretty much, you must be new. What she did?

Well. You'll find out soon enough.

So what does all of them have in common? If you're not visually disabled then you'd know by now. Still, let me break the news. Aside from their big reputation, they're all, how do I say this, well, beautiful. They are all physically flawless and have the ideal built.

Now here's the confession.

I hate beautiful people.