The clock was ticking. Miyoung stared up at it. Why was time passing so fast? She groaned and rolled over again on her bed. It was five in the morning, and she was supposed to wake up at 6 to go to school.

School.

Summer was finally over; it seemed to drag on forever for her, but now that school was starting again, she couldn't say that she was happy.

In fact, she was rather dissatisfied with, well, everything, pretty much.

She didn't miss her friends at all. And she was pretty sure that her friends didn't miss her at all either. She thought of all the parties that her friends threw and didn't invite her to.

And that guy she was sort of not really with-- god how she hated some relationships-- just suddenly started talking to her once school was about to start again.