1.✰Tears of acid

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It's 6:40 am, apparently. My alarm never fails to abruptly scream it at me every morning.
As i realise what day it is, i statically get out of bed in one quick, terrified motion.

Me: SHIT! It's picture day

Hey, I'm y/n, the girl you probably already know from school. Im "popular"
Man do i hate that word and yes, our school IS toxic like that.

Every other picture day ive had in high school has been moretheless a total bust and that's minimizing it.
So this year, I'm getting dolled up because I'm not about to have another pie face picture on my wall...long story.

I get in the bathroom, splashing cold water all over my face to wake myself up. Once i was done i rush out to find something nice to wear.

This one should do

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This one should do. I get in front of the mirror and brush my hair. Once i was done i started doing my makeup.

I grab my bag and leave the house, I'm not hungry so no breakfast today

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I grab my bag and leave the house, I'm not hungry so no breakfast today.

~At school~
Girl: hey y/n
Me: hey there
Boy: good morning y/n
Me: morning
Yes. It's like this every morning.
Emma: Y/N!
Me: hey Emm, what's up?
Emma: not much, you look really good!
Soobin: as per usual, what's new?

I flinch at his sudden appearance.
Me: from where did you flipping pop out?
Soobin: fRoM tHe uNdErGrOuUuNd
He wiggles his fingers like tentacles making me chuckle.

Noah: hey there beautiful!
I turn around and smile at him.
Me: hey
He kisses my cheek.

Me: today we have to take that damn picture
Noah: i don't understand why they torture us like this
Soobin: true

???: ey Y/n...
I turn around.

I turn around

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