Okay, this is my pathetic and miserable story. So listen carefully, I want you guys, all ears. Who am I talking anyway?? Tsshh, I'm Hwang Tiffany 23 years old. At school, I'm very famous with my beauty and talent. I'm Miss Popular and the cheerleader of our University.

I admit, many guys are head over heels in admiring me. I like seeing their faces like fools, they're drooling whenever I'm performing with my team. I also have my minions, they are many to mention besides I don't know most of them because it doesn't matter to me but I have my two favorites, Bora and Seohyun. I let them follow me wherever I go in the Uni.

Aside from being beautiful and talented, I'm smart too. I like to study whenever I have a chance but I'm hiding it to everyone because I don't want them to think that I'm nerd. I don't want them to see my soft and good side. I want to them to think that I'm evil, tough and strong so no one dares to fight against me because they are scared of me. And I just want them to think that even I'm not studious, I'm still smart. That's cool isn't it?

To be honest, I'm a perfect product of bullying when I was in middle school, back then I was in America. They bullied me because of my race, I'm Korean and they're all Americans. I've experienced almost all kind of rudeness and even my teachers were all biased.

But what is the worst thing~ That hurts me a lot, that still breaks me until now? I hate him so much even if he's dead now... He's my father. He treated me like shit! He didn't care about me, he's all I've got but he neglected me. I'm just like a slave to him, he hurt me more than my schoolmates did. He always beat me, every night and whenever he's drunk. I'm not a punching bag, I'm her daughter!

So when he died? Guess what? I didn't cry because I'm really happy but of course I didn't show that to everyone, they might think I'm crazy. Thanks to my uncle, he sent me back here in Korea. He's opposite of my father.

Then I live alone in small apartment, I also have my part time job as a cashier in a grocery store to support myself. But then again, no one knows it at school. They thought my father is still alive in abroad supporting me but it's just my uncle. He gave me allowance but still, it's not enough for my daily living.

When I got back here in Korea, I promised to myself that I will not let others to bully me again and abuse my kindness. NEVER AGAIN.

Therefore, here I am now... I am one of the luckiest scholars of Seoul University. Scholars are highly respected in school but me, I'm not just scholar but the authority. I have this power of controlling people, I get what I want even if I don't use money. Wicked, am I?

Oh anyways, I have my boyfriend. His name is Cheol Woo and surely, he's really a heartthrob in the Uni. He's also rich, smart and kind that's why I don't deserve him, I know it. He's just my FRONT. I need him to have this power, he knows it and we're using each other. Our relationship is just an act but we're really friends. I've said it, I don't deserve him so I don't let him court me but he always says that he will wait me. I shrugged it off, I have nothing to do with it. I.really.dont.care. It's me. I'm egocentric.

*sighed heavily*

That's my fvcking life... I don't want to remember it but it keeps haunting me. The hate and the pain? I can't take it away so I need to release it by bullying weak people they deserve that to be strong. I hate them because they can't fight for themselves.

Ahh! I almost forgot, there's this irksome girl. I can't believe that she's a scholar, uh-uh, she's nerd and I pity her because she doesn't have friends. Her hair is blonde, I don't know if it's natural but it fits to her. Duhh... I still know how to compliment people if it's worthy and necessary.

Her name is Kim Taeyeon, how did I know her name? Because my locker is just beside hers. Tssk! I don't know her background but she looks like very poor, almost a beggar. She don't have fashion sense with her big eye glasses. Even her eye glasses itself has no fashion. She looks old with it. She don't use make up, my gosh I can't live with that and she always use pants and just shirt with the same pair of blue sneakers. Maybe she don't have money to buy new.

As you notice, I know her a lot because she caught my attention. She always look at me in the eye. No one can look me straight in the eye! She's showing me that she's not scared of me. And it makes my blood boil to its limit! I will make her life miserable when she continue to show her dauntless attitude against me.

Why do I care that much anyway? This is the first time that a person caught my attention. I even noticed her pathetic outfit everyday! What's happening? It's just nothing. But why do I feel that she cares for me?

Whatever.

Now I'm saying dumb things, just drop that. Fvck her! No! I mean not that thing! Shit. Why my heart beats faster now? Oh gosh. Great.

Fvck. Just fucking drop that.

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I hope it's not boring because there's no conversation yet. ☺☺