"Love makes me born again, like the very first time."

- Spring Rain (Baek Ji Young)

Today is the first day of high school. I felt guilty after knowing that Aunt Kim had prepared a super breakfast for me, yet I have to rush for school after waking up late. 

I walked through the morning street. Cold breeze flew through my face and it made me even more trembling due to nervousness.

What if the school isn't as satisfying as my thoughts? 

What if I was bullied? What if I got no friends? 

I was literally scared of everything that possibly might happen to me.

I am a pessimist. 

Very. 

*** 

Arriving to a new place where it might be hard for you to adapt is one of the things that everyone hate the most. 

I received glares from people who I just met for the first time. Its no joke. They shot glares to me like as if I've killed their parents and they're gonna have revenge. 

I searched through my name on the list. And that's when everything stops. 

The time seem like its stopping. 

The ceiling seemed to be turning around. 

Kim Jong In 
 

That name which I've been trying to forget but I just can't. 

Is it the same person, with what I was thinking, right in this second? 

*** 

I started walking weirdly -like I was about to fall- 

Some girls were laughing at me.  Did they even know how this feels? 

I finally found my class. It was located at the ver