Daesung's POV

I walked down the miserable looking grey hallway,

staring at the hard wood floor. Trying to avoid eye contact as usual.

I felt their dissaproving, cold glares.

I sensed their pointed fingers.

I read their minds; the judgemental thoughts going through their heads.

I heard their cruel whispered remarks.

"big face"

"dark skin"

"small eyes" 

and the worst of all

"ugly" 

"I know."

I quietly whispered to myself.

Yet, loudly enough for them to hear. 

I'm ugly and that's all I'll ever be. 

By admitting so, it hurts a lot less

But that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. 

"Sticks and stones may break my bones

but words will never hurt me"

Bull.

this world is full of lies...

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