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My alarm clock rang as the new day began. It was the start of a new day and a new school year and I couldn't wait. Switching my alarm clock off, I swung my legs over my bed onto the floor. A yawn escaped my lips as I mentally prepared myself for the day ahead. After having a quick shower, I dressed myself, styled my hair in a high ponytail and wore a beige lipstick that contrasted my light skin. You see, I'm not like most of the girls in my year considering the fact that i wear little to no make-up. The majority wear tonnes of make-up in the hopes of making themselves look beautiful but I think its just unnecessary and If not applied correctly, downright ugly. I grabbed my bag and went downstairs to make myself some breakfast. "6:50" the clock read and I smiled to myself; I would be early again. Putting my plate away, I shouted, 
"Bye mum, bye dad! Love you" and they replied the same. I left the house and locked the door behind me.

It was mid-autumn and the weather was lovely ; the sun shone down and the slight breeze rustled the auburn leaves. School didn't start till 8 and it was only 7:10am. I decided to walk since it would only take about 20 minutes. On the walk to school I couldn't help but feel excited and eager to know who my teachers would be and if any of my friends would be in my classes. I also started noticing boys (and how freakin cute some of them are. Not to mention the super freakin hot ones *drools*) a lot more so my eyes were always peeled. Before I knew it, I was standing right in front of the school with 30 minutes to spare. The school was called "Seoul National High School" and it was one of the most prestigious high schools in all of South Korea. One thing that separated SNHS from the other high schools is that they focused on the quality of the student rather than the quantity of money the had. They were not bribed with money to let students in - students had to actually work hard to be accepted. This being said, there were a few exceptions such as the family of teachers working there or some people willing to pay hundreds of thousands for their child to be accepted. However they too had to pass their classes to continue attending SNHS. 

Since it was relatively early, only a few people were scattered around the basketball pitches and tennis courts as they waited for class to start. But I made my way to the abandoned dance studio at the far end of the school - my safe haven that barely any people knew of. I came here whenever my classes were cancelled and basically anytime I was free all because of one thing. The soundproofing. Here I was able to play my guitar and sing to heart's content without disturbing or annoying anyone and there was nothing I loved more than singing and playing the guitar (except maybe food- that's besides the point.) I opened the doors and switched the lights on before unlocking the cupboard which held my guitar. It was too much of a hassle to bring my guitar home and to school everyday plus I was swamped with homework when I got home so I wouldn't have time to play my guitar anyways. After closing the door, I pulled out a chair and began strummi