“Kyungsoo! Get up or you’re going to be late!” shouted Kyungsoo’s mother. Her voice sounded slightly muffled, and Kyungsoo could tell she was downstairs, probably making breakfast. Kyungsoo rolled over in bed, covering her face with her blanket. She could already feel her eyes beginning to close again; she didn't want to go to school - she didn't even want to get to out of bed.

Today would be her first day at a new school, and it felt like her hundredth ‘first day.’ She dreaded it. Her father was constantly getting new job offers from different companies, and every time Kyungsoo had stayed at one school long enough to make friends, her father moved them all to a different place. It was frustrating, but because she was only sixteen years old, she couldn’t do anything about it.

Kyungsoo finally got up and went to the bathroom across the hall. She took a quick shower and got dressed in the bathroom. On the way out, she looks in the mirror and sighs. Kyungsoo was always told that she had pretty features - heart shaped lips, black hair, almond shaped eyes - but in her own mind, she was nowhere near it.

She heads down the carpeted stairs in a rush, knowing that she was going to be late too late to catch the bus. Her mother stood at the stove, an apron tied around her waist. Her father sat at the table with a cup of coffee and a plate of breakfast in front of him.

“Kyungsoo! Have breakfast before-” he starts as Kyungsoo races past. She hitched her backpack over one shoulder and slammed the door on the way out before her father could finish his sentence. She resented her father for making her have to move to a different school every year - it made her feel lonely, leaving her friends behind. Whenever he tried to make it up to her, she only felt worse. 

Kyungsoo decides to walk to the school - the building was only a few blocks away from her house, and there was no way she was going back inside to ask her father for a ride. The walk was quiet and she couldn't help but wish for a pair of headphones and some music.

When Kyungsoo got to the front gate, she immediately heard screaming and talking. She could see students walking out of luxurious cars and clustering into groups in the school yard. She walked slowly towards the crowd and tried to get pass the chaos - until she felt someone put their hand on her shoulder.
She turned around cautiously, already forming an angry sentence in her head. Just as she was about to open , she noticed who the offender was. 

Her eyes widened and she yelled out “Ryeowook!” She leaned in to hug her sassy childhood friend. They were best friends since they were in middle school, but they were soon separated from each other when Kyungsoo’s father had accepted an offer to work for C&J food company. They remained in touch but almost never saw each other outside of video chats. Even now, she couldn’t help but feel a certain resentment to any packaged food with the company’s label on it.

“I've missed you, Soo! I haven't seen you in ages!” He said excitedly. 

“Me too! I've bee-” Kyungsoo gets cut off when someone behind her puts a hand on her shoulder and starts speaking.

“Can you