Every life is full of mystery. I thought that only me living a miserable life. My life is completely a mess that made me can’t enjoy it anymore. I am living on my own. Try finding a way to survive. There are people who are living for a reason, there are some who is looking for it, and others simply helping them to find theirs.

She looks tough, but she hides a lot of pain.

She has everything, but that are not what she needs.

She looks perfect, but that’s what people see.

She is lost, and simply trying to find a way back.

She is craving for attentions, and simply trying to be notice.

She doesn’t hate live, but live force her to do so.

She is hurting, but she still has a dream to achieve.

She is her parents hope, and that is the burden she always tries to ease.

Someone have to notice that. She found that they need her help. Even they never tell her that. She simply knows, they need someone help. And if she can help them, why not? She just wants to help them, Her students. She knows, they can’t do it alone. She knows, they need someone to go through this together. And that is what she decided to do. To let them see others live and helping each other until they can go out from the line that they once made. To let them break the wall that they once build in years. To simply make them realize that they are not alone. And just to let them enjoy their live and see the beautiful in it.

I hate my life. After my family goes bankrupt, my mother died in an accident, my father went missing and left a lot of debt. I am living in a mess. I am a student and I should still working to make a living. Not only a living, I still have a lot of responsibility. Because how often I don’t attend school, every teachers and students see me as a bad student.

But since I am pretty good at my studying, I never get less than third place. That’s why teachers never bother scolded me, besides, I won’t listen anyway. And I don’t bother to make a friend in school, because they don’t need someone like me and I don’t need them. I am the only hope for my sister, my little sister. She is my only reason, why I can endure all this stupid live. I really wish I don’t have to go through this. But every time I think about giving up, I know, my sister needs me. I have to stay strong. That way, my sister won’t lose hope like I do.

(Sooyoung)

I hate my life. I have everything. Everything I want, can I get easily. I have family, money, fame, and everything that people wish they have. But I don’t need that. I start to lose my happiness, the desire I once had to study, to live, everything. When my mother died after suffering from her illness for years, my father remarried. And that’s how I start to hate my life.

My step mother hates me so much. She sees me as a threat. She treats me differently from her own doughter. She hates me so much that I prefer being everywhere but home. My father doesn’t even know whether I’m at home or not.

(Yoona)

I hate my life. If you ask every student in my school about their perfect role models, everybody will choose me. I’m not arrogant, I’m just stating the fact. I’m smart, even thought I don’t always get the first place, but I never get less than the third place. I’m the school president, that’s why other student respect me. I’m rich, I have everything I need, everything I want, and I can even buy things that I don’t need at all.

I’m every student wishing to be. But that’s what they see. I’m hiding the fact that my parents have all their wealth from doing dirty things, from corruption. Why should they do that? money not everything right? I hate them.

(Taeyeon)

I hate my life. My parents left me at the orphanage when I was six. They just simply never want me and I don’t even know the reason. I feel unwanted. I hate them. Because I’m living in the orphanage, people see me differently. And I hate how they look me with that pitiful look. Because I will fight back when people say stupid things about the orphanage I’m living in, teachers always tend to make me the responsible one.

Just because I’m from orphanage, they see me as a rebel. I really hate everything that I wish I never born. But every time I see that children’s smile and see them laughing. Just for a second, I fell grateful and thankful being here.

(Sunny)

I hate my life. I lost my mom when I was 10. Ever since then, my father changed. He is drowning himself in his work. He makes himself busy with all his stuff to forget all the pain he feel from losing my mom. He works all day and going here and there for business meeting. He closes his heart and blind himself just for his job, until he forgets that she still has a daughter who needs him.

He is too much in pain until he forgets that I’m in pain too. Then, I start to think every method and doing every way to make him look back at me. I don’t care what method to do, even if it means troubles.

(Tiffany)

I hate my life. I have a sister. And honestly I don’t hate her. I love her because she is my only sibling. But my parents love her to much. Even my other relatives like her more. I honestly don’t mind that. But it starts bother me when they treat us differently. They love her too much that they keep telling people how much my little sister make them proud, unlike myself.

I’m broken. And I start doing things on my own. I try to distract my own though by doing things. I’m causing troubles here and there which only make them even more mad. But I don’t care. Don’t they hate me since the start? Don’t they only love my little sister? So, it wouldn’t matter, I just need to hate them.

(Jessica)

I hate my life. I still have family. Family should be the place where you can lean on, right? but it’s different for me. My father has a really bad habits. He is an alcoholic. And I hate it when he always go home after drinking. When he is drunk, he does whatever he wants. He hurt us, me and my mom. He beat us, kick us, and it happen for hours, leaving scar every here and there.

My mother busy working. She still knows, we need someone to do that. And I know she loves me when she hugs me every time my father come home drunk. But I can’t give up. I still have a dream. Yes, one day I will become a dancer and make my mother proud.

(Hyoyeon)

I hate my life. I’m the only child on my family. And of course my parents love me. But they never ask what I want or what I like or what I want to do. They simply decided everything for me on their own. They never ask my opinion, so whatever I like it or not, I should just do whatever they want. They always planned everything for me.

They don’t even know that I want to become a singer. They must freak out if I tell them. They always said that an elite family should choose a better job like being a doctor or a lawyer, not being watched in the stage and entertain someone. I feel like a robot. Always listen and doing what they want. I wish I can tell them what I want and they will let me do whatever I want.

(Seohyun)

I’m a teacher, a new teacher to be exact. When I see my students, I know something wrong. Even if I don’t know their problem, I can see something in their eyes when they look at me. Their eyes hiding pain, sadness, distrustful, fear, doubt, and they’re hiding it well. I can see it from the way they’re trying to avoid my eyes, and not even my eyes but every single person they meet.

I can see it from how far they’re trying to keep the distance between each of them. And I can see how high they’re trying to build that wall around them. It’s like they’re not only trying being away from people, but they’re trying not to make any knot to other people or emotionally attach. It’s like they’re trying to make themselves numb and it’s a sad reality for me. I know they need something, I can see that they lose something.

Other teachers and students see them as a threat. They act like they’re problems. They talk to each other just about their troubles. And they simply see them as nothing more than a rebel. But for me, they’re just a normal student with a problem to deal with. I can do something to help them right? They just need someone to understand about what they’re going through.

They just don’t need people to judge them. They have their own problem and they’re just simply doing what they can to go through it. They need to know that they’re not alone and they don’t have to go through that alone. If I can’t cross the boundaries they made, I will help then by make them helping each other.

(Yuri)