I think I'm ugly, and nobody wants to love me. Just like her I wanna be pretty, I wanna be pretty. Don't lie to my face. Cause I know I'm ugly.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I'm such a mess.

I'm such a monster.

How could I ever go out looking like that?

The scars.

Not even plastic surgery could help.

I ran my fingers over my scarred skin. 

I've lost everything.

" Chaerin! Come out for dinner! Keke we've got quite a spread tonight! " Dara-unnie's voice rang me out of my thoughts.
 

I put on my shades and went outside.
 

My shades are the only things I have to hide my ugliness from the world.

It happened so fast. I couldn't even register.
 

It doesn't hurt anymore. What else could be more painful.

They have caught the attacker but what's the use. I've lost my looks, my confidence, my charisma. 

 

I've lost CL.

 

Now I'm just Chaerin. Ugly Chaerin.

Pretty short first chapter! I'm sure most will know where this is going! As usual, emotional writing. Comment! c: