"Just look straight ahead, don't even dare shift your little head of yours one degree to the left" she scolded herself walking past a corner shop with the perfect surface for a vain teenager to quickly retouch the imperfections of their hair with a free hand or have a swift glance to observe any flaws in their outfit. 

 

She didn't care how she looked, it doesn't matter where she was- at home, in public or in parties. She wasn't the type to be drawn in by her looks and spend hours attempting to look decent for other people's viewing pleasure. Although, she would subconsciously admire strangers faces and fashion sense every so often. But never on herself.

 

Riri was terror-stricken. Until she collides with a typical teen; a vain yet nerdy looking boy known as Chanyeol.