Scars.   They were ugly, painful and they hurt.   In Saera's body, scars were everywhere, both on the outside and the inside.   Whether they were inflicted by Saera, herself, or by others, they all hurt the same amount.   They would always stay there, no matter how hard she rubbed them off.   Because they were scars.   They lived with her forever. ---------- Saera felt the cool breeze brush against her hair as she walked to her new job as a violin teacher.    She had been lucky, since one had just left, so she now had quite a few students in hand.   She smiled as she swung her violin case, remembering how she found it in front of her doorstep in the morning.   In no time, she had started teaching. Time passed by quickly, and she was soon up to her last student who was only seven years old.   She was adorably cute, talented, and she went by the name Choi Minah.   The class ended, and Saera ruffled her hair as Minah exclaimed at how pretty Saera was, and that she wanted to be just like her when she was older.   Saera only smiled forcibly, thinking in her head, no, don't end up like me. I'm not as perfect as you think. ---------- "How come your mum isn't here yet?" Saera asked worriedly. It had already been thirty minutes, and although Minah told her to just leave, Saera insisted to stay since she was just a little girl. Who knew what could happen to her?   "My mum is always late." Minah said sadly with a pout, lifting her head up to stare at Saera with her puppy eyes.   Saera ruffled her hair again and asked, "Do you always wait here alone?"   Minah shook her head, "Sometimes an oppa will accompany me. He's very nice and gives me candy."   "What's his name?" Saera asked curiously.   Minah shrugged, "He just told me to call him oppa."   There was a honk from a car passing by, and Minah's eyes lit up, "It's my mum! Thank you Saera unnie!!! See you next week!"   With that said, Minah was soon buckled into the car seat, waving goodbye from the window.   Saera only smiled.   How I wish I could be her age again.   She turned around to see Sehun leaning against a wall with a small smile illuminated on his face.   "What are you doing here?" Saera asked.   Sehun only shrugged, "I was coming out of the dance studio and saw you and Minah."   "Minah? How do you know her nam