frxstedsoul
Little Yerim has always been the bullied one at school.
The one who always has her lunch money snatched, pushed over in queues.
She's the one who gets whispers behind her back, the one who finds notes making fun of her on her desk.
Its tough, and she's snapping, slowly but surely, inside.
But it could be worse. Someone has been looking after her. Always has been.
Goes after those who bully her, tells on them when Yerim gets bullied.
Maybe Joy will be the one to bring her out of her darkness.
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I'm Yeri.
I'm sixteen, and I live with my unnies.
All my life, I've been made fun of.
No parents, just these bunch of unnies who look after me.
Good for nothing, stain, ugly.
One a week, someone in school tells me I should just die.
But every day, someone tells me I'm a perfect little girl.
Why does she do this for me? I'm just.... just.
Why does she make me feel so.. strange?