Lee Hyemi came home soaked with tears everyday of junior high. From the name-calling to the tripping, it was horrible. She felt like an outcast, and heck, she was one. Glasses, ance, chubbiness, while everyone else at her school was screaming beauty. It hurt, reading all the hate messages that flowed out of her locker everyday, telling her to drop out of this school even if she was dirt rich. Last year, someone even went so far as to plan for everyone to throw trash at her. Teachers saw it alright,. but nothing would help, everyone at this school was rich, and could sue the school easily for everything.. 

The sad part is, the bullying at the school wasn't the main cause of her tears. It was him, Kim Myungsoo to be exact. Her crush since elementary school. He was a complere jackass, but somehow, she couldn't get over him. Ever. Everyday for all 3 years of middle school, she stood there, with a box of chocolates, just to have it smacked out of her hands, stepped on by his feet. It was a a daily thing for a crowd to gather around and mock her, but she didn't care. She simple picked up the box, and tried again the next day. 

Maybe no one ever took her as an actual human being, just an ugly punching bag that they could mess around with to feel better about themselves. No one, and I mean no one, even extended a helping hand towards her. And the ones that wanted to, didn't, cause they knew how much that would damaged their popularity status. Her only friend at the school was herself, and soon even she began hating herself. 

That, that was all middle school. 

Freshman and Sophmore year, Seoul Highschool of the Arts was missing one student. Lee Hyemi. She was homeschooled those to years, staying enclosed at home to work on herself. Literally. 

Every monday, she had scheduled painful skin treatments for her acne. 

Tuesdays, that was her fasting day, where all she was permitted to eat was a bottle of water and a banana. 

Wednesdays were long sessions of pilates, followed by another 3 hours of yoga afterwards. 

Thurdays, she spent with her traomner, working every part of her body till she was completely numb. 

Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays, those were her off-days. Even though she spent them exercising more. And crying from all the pain that was taking over her body. 

Her parents felt horrible to see what their daughter was doing to herself, but then couldn't help it. Hyemi would always reassure them that this was her own choice and that they should just support her decisions. 

And every sunday night when she stepped on that scale, she smiled. 

140, 130, 129, 121, 117, 110, 105, 103. 

That was her final weight on the last day of those two years, she genuinely felt happy even though her legs were wobbling. Her acne was gone also, leaving a smooth surface that was no longer hidden by her chunky glasses anymore. Contacts brightened up her face a whole lot. 

The first day of junior year came, and the school was loud, filled with the gossip of everyone, everything from them getting a car, to the juicy details of who they hooked up with. The double door opened, and everyone's jaw laid agape from the beauty in front of their eyes. 

The new girl they all thought, probably from America or something. A certain someone also had their eyes on the new chick, no other then, Kim. Myung. Soo.