Chapter 1: Met my friends.

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"Am I really gonna suffer this year?"

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It's my first day of school tomorrow. I transferred, people in my previous school sucks. It was so toxic, many toxic people around me, Also the place was so freaking hot, and it triggers me to faint all of a sudden. so I told my dad to transfer me to another school, thankfully the place was okay and stable, 'Twas huge actually. They have air conditioners in every room and even on the hallway. I'm surprised Dad afforded this school. I prepared my stuffs, such as books, pens and all that.

I grabbed the last thing to put in my bag, my pills, which helps me to prevent fainting on school. Because duh? That's embarrassing, fainting? collapsing? on the first day of school?

This isn't new to me anymore because I've collapsed many times now, just because I forgot to take my prevention pills that time. Also I remember that time that the school's nurse asked me to go home because I told her that I really don't feel well, She offered me that she'll call a taxi for me but I refused, dumb right? I decided to walk and was about to step out of the school but still ended up collapsing on our guard house. I really don't know what's with me, My dad said I was born like this already. And my mom? Just don't ask. Dad didn't tell me either. All I have is just my Step Mom, Dad, my little sister, Hyunha with me. I have nothing, but them. I'm still blessed though.

But I still have to hide whatever this illness is, I really need to have a productive school year and making sure not to let it on waste. I really hope there are good people in there. I snapped out of my messy thoughts when my adorable little sister came in my room.

"Hyunjin eonnie-ah.. Are you leaving us?" She sound sad, probably.

"No baby, why'd you ask that?" I carried her and placed her in my lap.

"But.. What are those?" She asked me as she pointed at my bag. If you are all wondering.. Yup, she's just 4. My real mom left me with dad, our mothers are different, but the same father.

"Listen, I'm not leaving. I'll be going to school tomorrow. Do you know what school is? You'll be going there too soon.." I explained her but still had her confused face.

"Really? I can go to school soon? I can come with you?" And now she had her amazed and excited face. She's really adorable.

"Yes of course! Now go to your room, because Hyunjin unnie needs to go to sleep.." I kissed her forehead and finally brought her down.

She waved me a goodbye and gently closed my door with her tiny cute hands. I've set up all my things and ready for tomorrow. I arranged my bed and lied on it, having my blanket wrapped around me. It's cold.

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***kring***

My phone alarmed rang as I saw there was a "It's your first day of school" message on it, and I freaked out. Who the hell put that message there?

Oh, It's me. I forgot.

My aunt or should I say mom, was already on the kitchen, preparing my breakfast. Thank God my step mom wasn't a whole evil. Just like those movies and dramas I watched before, step moms are always the antagonist. She's actually kind, she still accepted me even though I came from another woman.

I had egg sandwich and juice as my breakfast. after eating I drank my vitamins, yes, preschoolers. Right after I finished my breakfast, I went upstairs in my bathroom, took a quick shower because I showered last night. Dried my hair and put the towel around it after. I wore my newly made and fresh from laundry uniform, which smells so good and it looks good too! I'm satisfied with my looks today. I'm wearing a white blouse, and a blue blazer, and a red-blue ribbon. Bottoms was just a above the knee-checkered skirt with a pair long black socks. This is perfect! It's actually similar from the uniforms I saw when I watched animes and stuffs. I removed the towel on my head, combing my frizzy hair. and Yes, I have a semi-frizzy and annoying hair, I hate it. I applied some moisturizer, and topped it off with some lip balm, so that my lips won't get too chapped today. I'm ready to go!

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