"In her dreams I see her pain, her tears, and hopes all fade away."
"In his dreams I see his hopes blossom into present life."
•Soulmate au
-soulmates see dreams of partner and can communicate telepathically
Park Jisung fanfic
☆☆☆ God save the prom queen Teenage daydream Just another dressed up heartbreak God save the prom queen Only eighteen Turned her tears to diamonds in her crown Prom Queen• Molly Kate Kestner ☆☆☆
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Eunhye walked down the hallway, avoiding going home. Her uniform tie slightly loosened, lipstick smeared. Tears stained her cheeks as her shoes shuffled across the floor.
Her backpack was expensive, everything she owned was. Her makeup simplistic but fixing all her insecurities. That one scar under her eye she had gotten running into the coffee table when she was 4. That one mole that was way too awkwardly placed to be pretty. That one eye that was slightly smaller than the other.
Never would she be perfect. She could only act it.
As she exited the school she saw Dream and Heiryung walking together, the girl silently walking next to Chenle and Renjun. Jisung trudging behind his friends, Jaemin clinging onto his shoulders as Jeno and Donghyuck tried to fit everyone on the sidewalk.
She knew her friends hated her. Minjee most of all. She wished she had friends like that. Instead she isolated herself from letting people know her with crude words and rumors.
She knew she was a bitch. She was just too weak to stop being a bitch.
She was jealous.
Jealous of Heiryung's simply say of attracting friends. So she put a stop to that. Jealous of Heiryung's intelligence. Despite having no one, she still always ranked top 15 or higher in school out of the class of 259. She was never smart enough for her mom.
"Look at this," she yelled as she flung the report card at Eunhye. "Pathetic, your older sister was always better. If only she was alive. I would've traded you out!"
"Mom I'm trying," the sixteen year old girl cried. "I'm trying so hard!"
She was jealous how Heiryung was strong. How she was clearly capable of anything and was mentally impeccable.
"Mom he... he took advantage of me," the fifteen year old cried. "I would never sleep with a teacher! He asked me to meet him after class... and he- he-"
"You were asking for it."
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she thought about her life before transferring.
Self identity? Who's she, never met her.
Eunhye stumbled as she ripped off her neck tie and threw a sweatshirt of her dads over her uniform, he socks rolling up to her knees as the hoodie covered her skirt.
She missed her dad.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Choi," the officer said on their front stoop. "Mr. Ahnjong Choi has passed away on field duty, you can collect his belongings whenever you desire."
Her mother fell to the ground clutching her cardigan as five year old Eunhye's eyes started to well up with tears.
"Mom-mom," she said as she walked towards her sobbing mother. "What's wrong with dad?"
"Hon-honey," he mom said as she grabbed Eunhye's cheeks forcefully. "He's gone, he's not coming back."
Eunhye started sobbing uncontrollably as she sunk into her moms arms, her aunt and cousin coming to the entry to see the unfortunate sight.
Eunhye clutched the hoodie strings of her dads sweatshirt, the city police symbol on the front.
She walked down the block before stopping in front of her cousins home. He had a dad and a mom. She knocked on the door before shuffling behind it was heard and the front swung open.
"Eunhye," he said as he saw her state, "Wanna come in?"
The girl nodded as she rushed past him before placing her shoes on the ground.
The man shook his head before walking to the girl who was already cooing over the toddler in the living room.
"Hey little Daeun," she cooed as the two year old grabbed her fingers.
Jungwoo crossed his arms as he stared at his niece and cousin.
"How's she doing," Eunhye laughed as she glanced at her daughter then looking at her cousin.
"She's doing fine," he said.
He felt bad for her. Her father had been killed in the line of duty with a bank robbery, her mother had high standards for the poor girl, she had been raped at fifteen and gotten pregnant by a teacher, she transferred schools, she had been diagnosed with anxiety, and on top of that she couldn't keep her daughter.
Jungwoo had taken pity and taken in Daeun, but eventually, to try and cover the pregnancy up, he took the child in as his own, now Daeun truly believed that Jungwoo was her dad.
"Eunhye," the two year old said as she picked up Eunhye's old doll. "Look it's a princess and her princess in shining armor!"
Jungwoo smiled, "wheres their knights?"
Eunhye smiled as she took the second princess doll in her hand.
"Go ahead Daeun," she said, "tell him what I taught you."
"Men are disgusting and need to be burned to crisps, so the dragon ate them," she said smiling, "the princesses don't need knights because they love each other and can protect themselves just fine!"
Jungwoo glanced at Eunhye who was staring at the pendent necklace in her hand.
"Good... job Daeun," Jungwoo said trying to feign a smile.
