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 I hate my name. "Can you OPHELIA me?" My name means help. It's a beautiful name if you don't know the meaning. Everyone teases me about it. Expect my three friends. AleXa, Somi, and Hyuna. They comfort me about it. "At least you have a song about you!" "Oooophelia! You've been on my mind like a drug" "Hahaha! Okayyy! Guys stop it!" 

"Hey! Ophelia!" I hear my name and cringe. "Are you Ophelia?" "Who's asking?" I know Vernon set this person up. I'm not turning around. "Just keep walking." I tell myself mentally. "Please, Help me." That's the first time in this school no one has said Ophelia me I turn around relieved that it's a new face. "Yes. I am." "Thank god. Can you help me find my classrooms?" "Yea, And if you make fun of me I will make you lost." "Oh. You name is lovely. Help can be a beautiful word if you put your mind to it." My heart melted. "Like You helped me today willingly." "Okay you're too adorable." He giggled. "Thank You. My name is Yang Jeongin. You can call me I.N or Innie." "I'll call you Baby Bread. What class do you have anyway?" "Class 222." (K-12 reference) "Oh I have that class."

SOOOOO Ya girl got bored. So I made this.  I might not continue this book......