𒈞ꀗιɱ ꋖαҽԋყυɳɠ♪

You had never been particular about your physical appearance. You didn't feel the need to constantly dress up or take excessive care of yourself. No, not like other girls. Everything was too superficial for you. You decided it was better to focus on your studies and enjoy your free time, but you had to change because of the teasing. Because you didn't, they started bothering you, calling you a freak and ugly. Not to mention worse things. At university, you had to adapt quickly, to be superficially pretty, like everyone else. You carefully selected your daily outfit, wore makeup that was natural enough, and acted as the other girls expected you to. But nothing was enough; you were still the ugliest of the pretty ones, and that frustrated you. You were never enough for any man, no matter how hard you tried, no matter how much you wanted to convince yourself that you didn't care. In reality, you did, a lot. "That's right, didn't Kai ask you out?" Yeji said, looking at one of the many girls in the group. "Yes, but he's not on my level. Just look at me. " She adjusted her hair, like the diva she was and claimed to be. The conversations were superficial; you never paid attention, not really. You barely participated, since they weren't interesting, and you were there to avoid being ridiculed. However, one day, a really handsome guy walked toward your group. Great looks and a great body. The other girls were starting to fix their makeup and style their hair, ready for him to talk to them. But that didn't happen. Instead, the guy approached you. You couldn't believe it; you thought he was going to make fun of you, but he didn't. "Hey, I saw you from afar and... I thought you were really cute, " the guy said, smiling confidently with a hint of hidden shyness. "I'm Taehyung. Nice to meet you. " He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear with enviable confidence. You stared at him, stunned. A guy like that couldn't be with you. You weren't on the same level, or so they would say.

Make it worthwhile.