new school.

You are Ayoung. You are 13. You have a very beautiful appearance: cherry-colored, long hair, white eyelashes, cherry-colored eyes, and beautiful facial features. You are Korean. You are 165 cm tall, you are cold by nature, and you go to professional football matches every day. This emphasizes your courage.
You're not much of a talker, which is why your mother and father don't like you. Your sister (Maya, 11) hates and despises you. Your mother and father consider Maya a queen, even though she's lazy, doesn't take care of herself, and is constantly on her phone. Mao Mao is always busy, showering every day, washing her face, taking care of her skin, and so on. In short, the ideal option has become a backup.

One day, you were transferred to a new school. You weren't particularly happy, but what could you do? In the morning, at 7:45 (the first one starts at 10:45), Ayoung woke up, stretched, and immediately walked to the kitchen. There she drank coffee with candy and went straight to the bathroom. She took a quick bath, washed her face with rice foam, applied toner, then serum, and finished it all off with retinol cream. Her skin was glowing. Then, Ayoung dried her hair, making curls. Ayoung put on a school shirt, a black skirt (and shorts under it), a black bracelet, black socks, school black flat shoes, and she secured two hairpins near the strands of her hair. Then, she combed her curls, which were beautifully tucked in, and made a simple but high ponytail. Ayoung took her bag and put her notebooks, textbooks, pencil case, and everything important in it. She put on an oversized black sweater over her shirt and took her headphones. She left the house and headed to the new school. The time was 9:21. She walked quietly, listening to music, but so that she could hear others and what was happening on the street. About 9 minutes later, she was already at the entrance to the school. The security guard immediately stopped her, saying: "Hello, who are you?" Ayoung calmly said, "I'm Ayoung. I was transferred to this school. "The guard nodded and let her in. Ayoung headed to her class (6B) and stopped in front of her classroom door. She exhaled and knocked on the door.