Confessions of a Wallflower
Description
Hi, I'm Hyorin. You probably don't know me. Well, it's pretty obvious if you're oblivious to the entire school, but seriously, who cares?
I'm a wallflower, as you might have probably guessed by now. My life basically revolves around studies and futilely trying to fit in. I DO have friends, don't get the wrong idea. They're a close clique, I have your back, you have mine.
I bet you're wondering why I'm even telling you all this, why someone as insignificant as me is telling you her life's story. I mean, how can some random girl's life be any more meaningful or impactful than yours? It's simple, really.
If you look closely, even a wallflower can be as beautiful as a rose.
Foreword
Populars, Jocks, Geeks, Hippies. In a school's hierarchy, which group do you think you belong in?
For Hyorin, there doesn't seem to be a single one that suits, scratch that, ACCEPTS her.
Okay, so being a freshman at Starship highschool didn't have such a smooth start, but things would get better, won't it? WRONG! This was already her last year, and she still didn't seem to fit anywhere. Maybe it wasn't such a bad thing, since everyone's extremely weird in her eyes. However, she knew that the last year in high school is one of the most memorable years of one's life, and she wanted to make it count.
But how?
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Hihi, author here. I have written quite a few genres lately, but I realise that I haven't written one more relatable to life's circumstances, so ta da! This story features little pieces of my life here and there, in hopes of giving you the full wallflower experience.
Honestly, to one, the world's a big mess, and school's a part of it.
This story is fictional, and not everything is or was real.
Any fanfic stories similar to this are purely coincidental.
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