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{New girl} -your POV-

I woke up to the sound of screaming and my alarm clock. I quickly turned it off and heard the conversation from downstairs.

"You never come home to me! All you do is get drunk at the damn bar and mess around with that little girl toy you carry around!" My mother shouted at my father. 'Oh goody another fight' I thought, rolling my eyes. I continued listening to them.

"Well what the hell would you expect, you never want to do anything anymore!" My father yelled back.

I heard a frustrated growl and suddenly someone walking up the stairs. I quickly ducked down under my blankets and pretended I was still asleep. I heard my door open and I sat up looking at the frustrated female.

"What the hell are you looking at you worthless brat!?" She yelled and slapped me hard, making my head turn to the side. "Get up and dressed for school slut." She said the last word in disgust.

I tried to hold in my tears until she left the room. When I heard my door slam I let my tears run down my cheeks in quiet sobs.

After a few minutes of sitting in my bed sobbing I stood up and walked to my closet. I grabbed a black hoodie to hide my ugly scars and a pair of blue skinny jeans. I put them on and brushed my hair, keeping it down so my bruises on my neck and collar bone doesn't show.

I went to the mirror and looked at myself. I hated my face. I was so pale and I always had bags under my eyes. I tried to cover the hand mark with makeup as much as I could and grabbed my backpack.

I put on a pair of black combat boots and walked out of my room. I walked past my parents, who were in the middle of an argument, hoping they didn't see me and walked out of the door.

By the time I arrived to school it was already first period. I quickly ran to my class and stopped at the door to catch my breath. Luckily the tardy bell hasn't rung yet.

After catching my breath I nocked lightly before hearing a soft "come in". I walked in and had a nervous smile.

The teacher looked at me and smiled gently. "Ah, you must be (Y/n) (L/n)." He said, earning a slight nod from me I kept my head down and looked around the class timidly. "Well I'm Mr. Kim. You can sit next to Mr. Jung." He spoke pointing to a boy who was handsome and had a bright smile. I nodded again and walked over to the next. Everyone's eyes were on me, it made me so uncomfortable.

I sat down in the chair and pulled out whatever was needed for this class.

"Hi," a voice said from beside me, making me jump. I looked over to see a bright smiling boy.

"H..hi." I spoke quietly and looked at the boy shyly.

"I'm Hoseok, you must be new." He said holding out his hand.

"I'm..(Y/n).." I said while staring at his hand. He slowly pulled his hand away and nodded.

"Nice to meet you." He smiled.

I just nodded and looked away. The rest of the class was long and tiring. Hoseok kept trying to make a conversation with me but I didn't listen to him.

After a few hours it was finally lunch time. I quickly stood up from my chair and grabbed my thing, leaving quickly. Right when I was about to reach the door someone grabbed my hand.

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