{BGM: Yiruma - Love Me}

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Park Chanyeol, that's me. I'm the definition of what they say, misfortune. I'm those typical type of nerds; horrible permed hair, big ugly glasses, and the worst part was that I'm a handicap (I don't know what to say actually, but yeah, worst part). Paralyzed from the waist down. 

Every time I set my wheels on campus, my peers would miserably make fun of me. However, being the guy I am, I never took their teasing to heart. Instead, I remained cool headed about it and smile like I usually would. Though, for some kids, when they couldn't handle the pressure of being bullied, they take the easy road and kill themselves. That's not easy, to be honest. I had been bullied ever since I was 9, until now (I'm 18, just so we're clear). So, basically that had been 9 years straight. 

I didn't care what other people thinks of me, I don't need people's words to define who I am. I know who I am, I know myself better than anyone.

Though, sometimes I doubt myself; putting myself down, telling myself that I'm not good enough for anyone's love. It's wrong, It's just wrong. My family loves me very much and never once hurt me by how I look like. 

My family had been worrying about me ever since I came home bruised from head to toe, 2 years ago. The story was; an hour before school ended, the entire school ganged up on me and bullied me endlessly. I had told my family that being bullied was for my own good, which my family found it oddly weird, but only I, myself knew of the reason why. And the reason is, to make myself stronger each day because there are people out there with different situations and different endings, I am not complaining and so I am blessed.
 

Kang Eun Mi, that's me. Not going to brag but in the eyes of the societies here, I was labeled as the most elegant and beautiful girl in the entire city. At school, boys would labeled me as hot while the girls called me...Well, I'm not going to say what they labeled me as, cause you know, the