"my life is a never-ending loop of stress and tears"

jihye's more or less a ghost rumour at opportunity. barely anyone knows her and if you do manage to meet her, the encounter with her would be rather terrible for you or for jihye herself. her appearance even ties in with her 'ghost' persona'; with her pale skin and long black hair. jihye's eyes are rather doll-like and her lips are small yet plump. she's rather cute if you'd take the time to notice her and pay attention to her. but jihye doesn't actually enjoy attention and would rather stay in the shadows, away from people to be more specific. as a young girl, who would constantly stick to her older sister's side at all costs, she witnessed some pretty rude behaviours from other people. they bullied her sister for having a disorder, albeit not a major disorder, it still is one; and jihye saw the worst of society as a small girl. 

person a :   weren't you friends with jihye?

person b :   yeah but that was like in                    elementary? 

person a :  so shes been antisocial all that              time? jihye must be lonely

person b :  she doesn't like people. i                   remember her telling me that.

"I'VE ALREADY BEFRIENDED MY MONSTERS, SO I'M OKAY IN HELL."

jihye's expression is always kinda blank. she has this faraway look in her eyes that just scream for acceptance in the harsh society in which she lives in. she's a bully victim and ironically, jihye's wish was to never be bullied on. well, it was never going to be true in the first place. when that 3rd year, popular, party-obsessed girl showed up and tried to make jihye do her school work, literally in the first few weeks of high school at opportunity; jihye refused because it was deemed as bullying, right? the 3rd year student didn't exactly like that answer and purposely knocked over her lunch over herself when she 'bumped' into jihye in the lunch room. most of the popular ciiche hates jihye now. 
 

"if i had the chance to rewind time and change my past...i wish i could've just enrolled in another school...or just not have gone to school at all. i really dislike opportunity high. it's the complete opposite of it's name and it's full of adverse people...nothing else, really."

did it bother jihye? yes. immensely. so instead of going to the lunch room, she'd go into the toilet cublcles, the rooftop or even stay in the classroom...just anywhere away from people. she does the same in the mornings by coming to school half an hour early and staying behind school to avoid the large cluster of students who rush out of the school gates. she lives in ulsan with her parents and sister and has to catch the train to and from ulsan to busan. it's a pleasant trip by herself; jihye usually sits in the far corner of the train's carriage or stands up near the said spot, far away from the entrance of the train to avoid other students from opportunity.

jihye tends to lash out when people interact with her, she just can't help it. she's not used to being around people in general let alone talking to them. when people show signs of kindness to her, jihye would often get so confused. because...who would be nice to someone like her? and so she runs away; drowning in regret and confusion. she's such a complicated child.

"TO THINK THAT I HAVE A CHANCE IN SOCIETY; I MUST BE DELUSIONAL"

the young girl stares silently on the worn-out couch of her apartment's living room. she watches the rain splatter against the window pane. she's been scolded numerous of times to not open the window when it rains, but who really cares? furniture is replaceable. she kneels on the cushions to get a better view of the grey streets below, her fingers frozen against the cold glass. she listens closely to the people on the concrete floor; who are laughing with glee despite the tedious weather. they're happy and smiling. she tries smiling too, copying their elated expression. it feels so foreign to her. she drops the smile with a sigh and sits correctly on the worn-out couch again. she makes a mental note.

"i, yoo jihye, am like the rain. boring, monotonous, flat. but even with the rain, people can still be happy...without me." 

 classmate   ❖  "she sits next to me in class. it's literally the only way that i would know her name. she's not really known in the school and doesn't have many friends. i went up to her on my first day but she ran away from me as soon as i mentioned the word 'friend'. jihye is really smart though and could easily ace a test. she must study real hard, right? i'm the only one who bothers to talk to her in the class."

 classmate   ❖  "the girl with the baby-face and long black hair? who sits at the back of the library during lunch? she once slapped me on the arm during lunch because i tugged on her hair. it was an accident though! i tried to apologize though and i followed her afterschool, in a non-stalker way, and she went up on the roof and sat on the ledge; her legs were literally dangling off the roof. i decided not to talk to this girl. is she suicidal? who really knows yoo jihye? it's best not to talk to her, in my opinion."

 popular girl   ❖ "i love how she's so lonely and by herself - an easy target! i don't like to say this but, since i'm popular and it's my last year in opportunity, i don't have time to hold parties anymore and study at the same time! so i found out about tiny jihye and how she's like, really smart and i 'gently' asked her to do my work for me. it's just a simple task for her to do really, i mean, it's just a year. i don't understand how she could say no! so the next day, i made sure she knew who she was saying no to. embarrassing her was easy, so i made a commotion in the lunch room and blamed it all on her. getting my uniform dirty was disjusting, but worth it since jihye broke down and agreed to do my work in the end."

 big sister  ❖  "to me, jihye is a wonderful person because she helps me throughout highs and lows. i have dyslexia and i often can't show up to places such as school because i get so embarrased when people say i can't read or write, so i'm homeschooled and jihye always teaches me. she does whatever she can do to help me. when we were young, jihye came home with lots of books so she could teach me how to read. the next day, police came and explained that jihye stole them from the local library. she's very independant, i guess, but also so shy at the same time. i heard she has no friends at school, that's probably why she avoids the question of 'how was school today?'. i wish she could tell me what's going on inside that head of hers. i wish i could understand."