4.10.18 genre: fluff HYUNJAE - requested by seoktxan length: 2 part P.O.V: 1st & reader insert ~~~~
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My eyes settled on the majestic school that stood before me with opened doors welcoming the students.
My confidence crumbled into merely fragments of what used to be determination as my eyes followed the figures of all the perfect, flawless students.
The girls had beautiful clothing along with jewelry I would never be able to afford. I had to admit I was jealous of their attire that was gorgeous from head to toe.
The boys were clad in simple clothing; something that I could probably pull off. But the difference was the price tags. Their outfit would be one hundred times more expensive than what I would ever wear in public.
Even if I wore a shimmering dress that impressed me, it could never be on the same level as what the students here were wearing. They were basically walking shopping malls, dressed in the word EXPENSIVE.
I was drowning in my own self-consciousness. I wanted to breathe and break free from the deadly waters of self-pity. I didn't want to diminish my value more than I already had by evaluating the others' clothes and comparing them to mine.
It was the first day of school and I was already feeling so pathetic. After all, I didn't deserve to come to this elite school. It was for the high tiers and no one as mediocre as me.
I felt NAKED while walking into the school building under the stares of the other people. They noticed that I was different from the rest. It wasn't a particularly good different either.
I had a worn-out backpack that possessed a faded pink color and a cap with scratched edges. I had a gray sweatshirt you would probably find in a thrift store as well as leggings with a hole on the knee.
My sneakers weren't in the best condition either. They were newly bought, but being the cheapskate my mom was, she never allowed me to buy any fresh, trendy shoes. Instead she just had to buy Skechers from a GARAGE SALE.
I was embarrassed and couldn't lift my head up to meet their gazes. I could tell they were internally laughing at me. I quickly hurried to my first class, keeping my cap down to shadow my face until one of the teachers hollered at me to take it off.
I slid into the classroom, shutting the door behind me. It seemed I was early. I took my place at the center, feeling so exposed without my cap. I was relieved when no one paid attention to my arrival. I didn't need more murmurs and pointing than I had already experienced.
