{BGM: Jason Walker - Everybody Lies}

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"Hey! Wheelchair boy is here, people!" One of the bullies announced so merrily. Every time Chanyeol strolled along the hallways, the students will cast him some sort of disgusted looks. His famous nickname at school was 'Wheelchair Boy' whenever they called him that, the students would laugh their asses off.

Since Chanyeol's family knew of the bullying issue, they decided to make Chanyeol do homeschool instead. He could attend school to do a research or see the teachers, try to discuss things regarding his homework; the rest of the studies, someone would come over to his house and tutor him personally.
 

"God! I miss that Chanyeol guy, seriously!" Joon laughed heartily.

"What is wrong with you people? He is not a laughing stock, for you guys to laughed at. He's also a human being like us. What if you're the one in his shoes right now, how would you feel? Being picked on and made fun of all the time?" I explode, I couldn't take it anymore.

I hated it when the students bullied Chanyeol, even though both of us are not friends, but I knew better than that. He's not a laughing matter. Making fun of someone with such disadvantage, just brings you down to a hideous place..

Everyone in class looked at me as if I had gone crazy. I'm the type of person that stands up for myself and for the weak, I speak from my mind and at times from my heart. It may sound too stingy to hear and accept sometimes, but whatever I say was true. I am not beautiful face, with a brain, and a mean attitude. I treat everyone equally like how they deserved to be treated. 

"My baby is just practicing her speech or something like that." Myungsoo made sure to everyone that I wasn't defending Chanyeol.

Kim Myungsoo or best known as L, my boyfriend (that sounded weird, boyfriend). For some another weird reason, he's in this flower boy group called Infinite (which I have no knowledge of what they do or who they are). People kept on saying how he is lucky to be my boyfriend. But to me, if I wasn't forced to go on a blind date that was set by both of our families, I would have never set my eyes on him even if he was the gorgeous looking Greek God.
 

Just as the school ended, the office called me in to talked about something. I headed over to the administration's office. The clerk at the front desk said the principal, Mrs. Kim wanted to see me. I headed in the principal's office. The principal may be a forty-years-old woman, but goodness God, she's strong and stern. Her name is Mrs. Kim Gyeol Ri (no, she's not related to Kim Myungsoo)

From a far, Mrs. Gyeol Ri may seem like a mean heartless person, but she's not all that. She's a nice lady once you get to know her. The only time she's not nice was when the exam is around the corner. However, oddly the entire student body, excluding the nice one, hated her and every time they saw Mrs. Gyeol Ri and I around, they'd always assumed "The only person that Mrs. Gyeol Ri likes is EunMi, just because she's rich, and her dad is the main benefactor to this school." 

Mrs. Gyeol Ri never understood why her students were like that, but in the end she doesn't need their approvals for anything. The kids only dislike the lady for her strictness and her boring rules. No one ever followed any of the rules, even if it's simple. The only students that abide the rules are the nerd group, nice kid; for example, me. Surprisingly yes, I do abide all the rules. 

Some of the kids wonder, how can I be so popular when all I do is hang out by myself in the library. I may be the daughter of the top 10 richest family in Seoul, and I dress accordingly to the latest fashion and so on. But, to be honest, I asked myself the same thing, every day. Cause all I do was read piles of books and study my brains out, how am I so popular?

Once upon a time, when I was 15, still in middle school actually. I received a couple of letters and emails, informing me that I had been given the chance to attend one of the top 5 best universities in the world; they are Harvard, Yale, Stanford, Princeton, and all the way fr