Soyung walked down the hallways alone, her steps becoming faster with each given moment. Mainly because the slower she was, the more people she would see and the more drama she would hear. She hated the dramatic extent of the girls at school, but if she heard it she would remember it and want to know more. Running her fingers through her hair, the brunette walked into the lunch room. Glancing around, her eyes didn't seem to find who they were looking for. Grumbling under her breath, she walked over to an empty table by the corner, which would only sit three people any ways, which is why she would be fine sitting alone. Once seated, she set her backpack down beside her feet and took a small breath. Settling her hands on top of the table, she stared down at her knuckles. She began to think where her only friend was, since she was always with her, expect for the few classes they were separated for. Tapping her finger tips against the surface, she eyed her pale pink painted nails, and fought the boredom struck urge to pick at it. If she chipped it even a little bit, she would be bothered by it until it was all gone. Peeking up as a few people walked past with their own group of friends, she sighed deeply and sat up. The moment she reached down to get her iPhone out of her bag, she heard footsteps getting far too close to her. Looking up while holding her phone, she raised a brow and when she saw who it was, she smirked.

"Soyung, where's your sheep of a friend?" Her voice was laced with ignorance, sprinkled with a fake vibe that Soyung knew well. It was the girls who were rude enough to be called bullies, except Soyung does not accept that because they have bad comebacks and nothing really gets through her thick skin. Though they are snakes to her best friend, which is why she has the right to hate their glittery pink guts.

"That must be the nicest thing you've ever called her. Well Gina, as much as I'd like to tell you, and I really would, but I don't know either." Soyung said simply, crossing her leg under the table, a fake smile on her thin lips. Gina rolled her eyes at the taller girl, putting a hand on her hip and looking at her like she was the sassiest she had ever tried to be.

"Well, I feel bad. You look ever lamer without that little loser." She said, scoffing a bit. Unfazed, Soyung shot her a look, glancing her up and down. Gina's father knew the principal, so she always took advantage to wear high heels or shorter skirts, even an excessive amount of makeup. They were allowed minimal makeup, allowed to modify uniforms, but looking at Gina gave Soyung a migraine. 

"You know if you're trying to humiliate me you're doing a job.  But if you're trying to humiliate yourself, you did it the moment you put on those fake Louboutin's." Soyung said, glancing at the red bottomed shoe, nodding to herself. "Are you that desperate to be the obnoxious rich girl? Or did Daddy just forget the difference between Boutique and Department store?"

"I'll have you know-" That's when Soyung stopped lis