The footage only started and was already shaky. It seemed the person recording was having trouble placing the camera down in a steady position. Finally, the shaking ceased and presented to the camera was a young girl, no older than the age of 18. She was extremely pleasing to the eye. She began to sit in front of the camera's view and thus her story began.

"Hey! It's me! If you're watching this, it means I gave you permission and you're a special person to me." She smiles sweetly towards the camera. Her expression changed into an angry pout. "Or you stole this and decided to watch it. One of the two."

"Anyways, this footage will be of my..." She paused, looking around the room, most likely thinking. "'Progress.' I suppose you could say." She air-quoted with her fingers. "Later on I'll explain, but that's the process of opening up. I'll tell you a bit about myself, even if you probably know already."

"My name is Y/N L/N, I go to Seoul High. I'm in 11th grade and I'm 17 years old. Some things I enjoy doing are..." She started thinking again, as if she didn't have things to do, or if she enjoyed nothing. "I guess you could say I like animals and drawing. I watch anime and k-dramas as well. That's really all I do. Oh, I also have a part-time job. That's something interesting. I work at this café near my house called 'Mochi Drops'. I have a dog named Cheola, he's a *Keeshond Pomeranian mix. My social security number is 3-" She paused mid-sentence and began laughing. "I'm joking! I hope I got you, though."

"Enough about me, or at least who I am. Dr. Choi said that I need to talk about things happening in my life and to be optimistic, so that's what I'm going to do, or try to do." She glanced to the side. Was something or someone there? No. She just didn't want to look at the camera. She felt as if she was making eye contact with the person on the other side.

"Uhm, school's fine. Nothing's really going on there, just the same old same, hah." That was a lie and everyone knew it. School was never okay for her. She was always left out. Y/N was the kid who was always called weird. For what reason? No one really knows. She was just picked on by both the girls and boys. She never hung out with anyone, so people assumed she was a loser. She was bullied, and that was a fact no one would be able to deny, besides the teachers, maybe. Yes, there were people who felt bad and wanted to do something, but those were the people who were scared. Things are not as easy as movies or videos make them to be. A nerdy kid can't just stand up to the popular people who can destroy their life in an instant. Maybe there are people like that, but not at Seoul High. The only things at this school were hypocrites, selfish people, blind teachers (metaphorically), and awful school lunches.

"Uh, I guess no one is really going to watch these. Except for maybe me and probably my mom. I'll show them in the future so this all would be in the past. So, uhm, there is this kid in my school." She paused again. She looked to the floor and her cheeks started to turn red. "His name is Kim Taehyung. We talk sometimes in art class. He is the only person who talks to me. He's so kind and thoughtful and funny and- just everything anyone would want in a guy. I know he's probably only talking to me because he feels bad, but I can't help but..."

"Develop feelings..? I'm not sure what I feel. I just like him. So much. I don't want to bother him though. He doesn't actually want to talk to me. He's probably just doing it to be nice. I don't think he has a bad bone in his body. He is so handsome, too. He's a work of art." She kept daydreaming and ranting about the boy Kim Taehyung.

"There is also a boy named Park Jimin. He used to be my crush. It's not that I don't like him anymore, it's just I met Taehyung. Jimin never really made an effort to talk to me, but I don't blame him. Plus, every girl has a crush on him. I wouldn't stand a chance."

"I don't really like talking about my crushes. Let's move on to something more positive. Today at work, a customer complimented-"

"Y/N, time to eat dinner!" A feminine voice yelled from outside of her room, which could be assumed as the mother's.

"-Ah, well that's the end of this tape. Hope you enjoyed! I promise the next one will be more interesting, hah-"

"Y/N! Your food is going to get cold!"

"Coming, Mom! Well, bye bye." Her hand covered the camera and everything went black.

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*Keeshond Pomeranian mix is Yeontan's breed (Taehyung's puppy)
I'm pretty sure, at least.

Music Credit (music I listened to while making this chapter): I.L.Y - The Rose They deserve so much love.