(Note: Date set back in 2017, months after Hwarang: The Poet Warrior Youth was finished.)
"Fat."
"Worthless."
"Ugly."
"Stupid."
"Fuck off."
"Kill yourself!"
These are only a few of the numerous, uncountable comments I've received my entire life. On...
~Your PoV~ (<- A/N: If you're wondering, the squigglies and the name in the middle mean it's a change in PoV if Various PoVs; the transformation is pretty much the same as the video, so please watch it! Skip to 1:03 to 2:10)
Four months.
It's been four months since I've isolated myself in my room.
Shutting out everyone in my life.
My oppas, namdongsaeng*, Eomma (mother), Abeoji (father).
Four months.
With nothing but water and My Jju Gummy variety packs to keep me from starvation.
Four months.
~Author~
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Eomma pounded her fist against the wooden door of (Name)'s room, yelling out, "(Name)? (Name)! Please stop shutting yourself in like this and get out! You need to at least eat healthier, goodness."
Seo-joon, who was visiting after 7 months of working on a new drama, "What's Wrong with Secretary Kim?," entered from the living room after a long nap, yawning loudly.
"Seo-joon, do something about this, please?" Eomma queried her oldest son, turning towards him.
"Why me?" the male groaned.
"Don't 'why me?'! Don't you care about your yeodongsaeng**?
"Aish, she's really a pain sometimes..." Seo-joon muttered. He swiftly managed to knock the door down and spoke, "Oi, fatty! Get up!" He stormed over to her bed and grasped the pink checkered blanket (Name) caved herself in. Tugging, he argued, "Go take a shower and eat!"
"NO!" came a lighter---than usual---voice from underneath the sheets.
"I don't need that crap! Stop being a nuisance and headache for Eomma! You'll die if you keep this up!" At the last sentence, the sheets were removed.
Both Seo-joon and Eomma's orbs widened as (Name) finally sat up.
"Fine... I'll take a shower..." said female softly spoke as she got off of her bed. She trudged toward the bathroom, leaving the two family members behind.
After closing the bathroom door, she slowly lifted her gray sweater, speaking to herself, "'I'll die if I keep this up' Seo-joon oppa says... Sucks for him. Everyone wants me dead anyways..." Glancing at herself in the mirror, her eyes broadened.
Her usual oblong head shape was now a natural diamond, and her eyes were much more wider and appealing than before. Her nose was now more refined and her once round lips were now small and heart-shaped. Her chin length hair had grown down to (Hair Length; preferably a long one) while she was in her bedroom, (Hair Color; preferably brown to dye later ^^) rather than her previous dull black brown.
