Wearing your Boy Wonder Robin shirt and your purple penguin pajama bottoms, you sit at your computer, staring at your idol, the current object of your obsession: Kim Jonghyun, main vocalist of SHINee. He was so drop-dead gorgeous with his sparkling cocoa brown eyes, perfectly styled hair, high cheekbones, chiseled jaw, fair skin, and lean but toned body.

But you weren't.

You dyed your hair black in an act of rebellion against your parents' strict rules, your olive skin wasn't soft or smooth, your dark brown eyes were almond-shaped and bloodshot, you were short for your age, your s weren't big enough, you had curves but you had gained a couple of pounds over the last few months, and you just looked horribly wrong wearing make-up. You were U.G.L.Y. Ugly.

Now depressed, you sigh and rest your head in your rooms. You allow yourself to drown in Jonghyun's voice, and you imagine him and you laughing, talking, kissing, hugging, every little thing you could do with him.

"Saranghamnida, Kim Jonghyun," you whisper in Korean sadly.

But you try not to let it bother you because you can always have your Fantasy!Kim Jonghyun.