Chapter One.

When The Talkative Met The Taciturn.

My name is Park Hyumin. I'm a friendly-girl in my school. I am senior in St. Kimberly school. This year is the last year for me being in here. I'm not very interested in boys in this school. I mean, so far, I never fell in love with the boys in my school. This is because they loved to tease me. No, I'm not anti-boy but so far I'm never interested towards them. Yeah, so far.

 

6.00am

My alarm was ringing, make me woke up from my beauty-sleep. "Ay, you screwed up my dream. Ahh I'm too lazy to wake up." I said as I whining and rub my eyes. I then sat up in a semi-conscious state in my bed, take time to really conscious because I had fell in the bathroom when I was semi-conscious before this. It's really hurt a lot. T.T

 

After 5minute (really conscious xD), I jumped from my bed and quickly reached the towel and went to bathroom. After 20 minutes, I've done, I quickly went to downstairs. I met my mom who was rushed making breakfast for us before I went to school and dad went to work. "Morning omma!~" I said as I gave a peck on her cheek. I took a sip of milk and a piece of toast and then I went to the front door to wearing my socks. "Shall you sit down first? Have a proper breakfast." my mother said. "No thanks, I'm gonna late for school." I said as I glancing at the watch on my left wrist. "Annyeong omma!~" I kept waving before I close the door. Before the door completely closed, I heard my mom yell at me, " Omma already told the driver to sent you to school today." "No, thanks omma. I would love to walk. Besides, the school does not far from here." said me while giving a reason. But seriously I loved to walk than riding a car. My mom only sigh because there was no way she can force me because she know me well. I'm the stubborn girl. Heheheh

 

During my way to the school, I saw the nature beauty while breathing the fresh air. That's why I loved to walk. It makes me feels fresh and ready to start my day in school. I'm not used to riding a car eventhough I came from a wealthy family. Thank God my family knows me well. I prefer to live my life as a normal person. No judging, no racism. Without me realizing it, I've arrived at the school. I walked into school with my cheerful mood as always.

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