Do-yeong Stories

Refine by tag:
do-yeong
do-yeong

1 Story

  • π΅π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘…π‘œπ‘¦π‘Žπ‘™ π‘‡π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘”π‘’π‘‘π‘¦ -𝑇𝐻𝐸 πΊπΏπ‘‚π‘…π‘Œ by LoveroftheSlashers
    LoveroftheSlashers
    • WpView
      Reads 4,793
    • WpPart
      Parts 10
    π½π‘’π‘œπ‘› π½π‘Žπ‘’-𝑗𝑒𝑛 π‘₯ π‘“π‘’π‘š!𝑂𝐢 π‘₯ (π‘šπ‘Žπ‘™π‘’ 𝑂𝐢 β„Žπ‘’π‘ π‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘) π‘“π‘’π‘š!𝑂𝐢 π‘₯ π»π‘Ž π·π‘œ-π‘¦π‘’π‘œπ‘›π‘” *Please comment guys. I want to hear your thoughts on this story.* Yeon-jin was the main bully in the group but she wasn't the ringleader. I was. Chai Haemi is my name. I had the most wealth out of everyone and the most attention, even from the ones that I didn't want and the most attention meant basically ALL eyes were on me. Everyone was wrapped around my finger and I couldn't afford a slip up. Even from outside school eyes, all appearances had to be up or else I was in trouble by my family. I couldn't ruin the reputation of my family, be the ruin of everything they accomplished. I was anything or anyone, anyone wanted. I could be kind, mean, charming, a bitch queen if you wanted but it really depended on the side you wanted or what I wanted to show you and the bullyings was an exact example of that. While I didn't bully Dong-eun, I was forced to watch the torture. My parents didn't find out, not until a couple years later and I payed a heavy price. I wasn't exactly pampered by my family but I was treated like royalty, from family and the outside world due to the wealth impact. In high school, I was a strong figurehead. Best grades, best mannered, best clothing, most wealth, practically anything that would boost a wealthy family's status in a positive limelight. In the adult life, that strong figurehead didn't really change. Jae-jun was my best friend with benefits in the common world and that didn't win me favors with Yeon-jin and Hye-hyeong but they were the least of my problems. While I was their "enemy" during the day, Dong-eun was my true friend in the night. I helped her when no one else did. She confided in me, when no one listened. I was there when she was at her lowest and at her high. Together against them. This friendship was the true question of where tru