"Dreams are often scars"

Eun Rim laid her head on the table. She immediately went to Heom Café - Sehun’s favourite café – after that unfortunate incident aka ultimate embarrassment that she had faced with that red hair, jung something. She ruffled her hair in utter annoyance.  “I shouldn’t answer that question with such confidence. God… I really shouldn’t” She whined while slightly stomping her feet. “I’m such an idiot. What an idiot I am!”

“Right, you shouldn’t and you’re such an idiot” She lifted her head and she startled in shock.

“Oh it’s you, red – wait – what’re you doing at my table?!”

“There’s no other empty seats, so yeah. You’re my classmate afterall” Jungkook continued to drink his latte as if Eun Rim wasn’t even existed at the table. “We’re not even that close to start with” She muttered. “You want some?” Jungkook offered his latte and Eun Rim looked at him in disbelief.

“No” She replied shortly. He sighed. “Want me to buy for you something? Americano? Latte? Frappuccino? Anything? My treat” Jungkook stood up. “Coffee is not my style but anyway, thanks”  Regardless, Jungkook still went to the counter. “You red – aish!”

She watched Jungkook’s figure with a weird mind. Just now, he was some sarcastic guy and now….

Eun Rim looked out of the window and watched the passer-by’s.  She knew she’s kind of a sometimes everytime but it’s not like she could help it. It’s her own nature. To be spoiled since young wouldn’t help either. Holding the heiress to y&co. added the burden to herself. She had to be excellent and etcetera and all.

Everyone would envy her life. Who wouldn’t. Media knew her. There would be time where she just wanted a little bit of normal. Just a pinch of it.

In middle school, she had experienced the reality about being normal. No one knew her as the heiress. They knew her as Eun Rim, the happy-go-lucky girl. That’s all. She was really happy of being normal. She had friends who she could talk to. Friends whom she could laugh together. Everything was good but not until,

She became the bully’s target.

That day, school was like always. Class 2-3 had P.E at that time. It was swimming lesson just then. Everyone was in a good mood but not for Eun Rim, she hated deep, wide water like she hated insects.  A fact about her was she couldn’t swim and she, herself didn’t know why. As she had refused