(you POV)

[Tiffany] Girls' [Jessica] Generation
[Tiffany] Let's dance
[Tiffany/Jessica] Hit the beat and take it to the fast line
[All/Seohyun] Yeah yeah yeah x4

I lazily rolled on my side and slammed my hand on the stupid alarm. Waking me up this early. Ugh. I groggily make my way out of bed, letting the sheets fall to the ground. 

"Ah what a beautiful day" I said as I looked out of my small window. I could already see the elderly ahjumma outside, she glared at me from her clothes rack. I grimaced and slithered away from the window. Seems like someone hasn't warmed up to me. 

I shrugged and walked into the bathroom to wash up and change, getting ready for school.

I hastily walked to my kitchen, grabbing a piece of toast out of my fridge and stuffing my mouth with it. I don't eat lunch, too expensive, and not like I could afford it anyway. Seems like bread will have to do for today, until I can get my check that arrives monthly. 

I wouldn't call myself the less fortunate, I guess you could call me average. I didn't work, it was too much stress. I used to work, but I stopped after I realized how much time I was consuming into it. The people who owned the shop that I worked at, they didn't like me. They gave me unfair pay, and made me work harder than the other workers who were twice my age. I wasn't complaining or anything. I needed to make a living. 

I don't have parents to provide for me. I mean, I did have parents, but they are a whole different story. Long story short, they're dead. I don't like to get into it, too many memories that I've tried over the years to bury away. 

I was put in an orphanage and raised there. I didn't like the orphanage, the women there hit me, and treated me bad. Maybe because I was a burden, I don't know. But, all I do know is that the kids didn't like me either. They threw things at me. They made me feel eveen worse than I a