Sandara snuggled deeper into her blankets, trying to avoid sunlight as much as she could.
"Get up, pabo!" someone harshly pulled the blanket off her body and exposed her stunned eyes to the burning sunlight of 7am that Wednesday.
"Leave me alone!" she cried, curling up to herself, her eyes tightly closed as she reached blindly for her precious blankets. She set up in her bed, frowning at her grinning oppa.
"What's wrong with you?" she spat angrily at him. His grin just got wider.
"Just waking you up for school princess," he threw her blankets back to her lap. "Don't you dare going back to sleep, umma is taking us in 15 minutes."
 "What?!"  She was totally awake now, on her feet and everything. "Why are we leaving so early?"
He just laughed and turned to get out of her room. "Seungri oppa!" she called, but he ignored her.
"Aish, he probably told umma that I'm already up and we could leave in 7:15 and then came here to wake me, that bastard!" she said through clenched teeth as she hurried to find her school uniform. She decided that she doesn't need to wear a bra today, since it wouldn't be containing much anyway and the process of wearing it would take way too much time.

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"W-what?" Sandara blinked heavily, trying to keep a respectful expression in front of the obviously mental elder.
"Wipe this goldfish off your face," the red-headed lady said sharply. "You heared what I said, you are being cursed, in fact, I'm done. You are cursed."
Sandara swallowed. "Excuse me?" she whispered.
"I told you already, I am the great red witch, and I have cursed you blah blah blah…" the red-headed lady seemed bored. Sandara had nothing to say. Should she call someone? Sholud she try and help this sick person? Or just keep walking, ignoring her?
"You can keep on believing that I tell you lies, but that wouldn't be for your best." And then she turned away, her long, silky red hair swaying on her back in the afternoon sun.