Even if you're just a grocery store's clerk. Who scans items all day long just to earn your payment. Who's named Haebyeol. A girl, at the age of 24. Ending her last year in Medical school, beginning her life. Going independent. Actually starting a life. A one hell of a lonely life. Brown hair, pale skin, red cheeks. She was a doll. An invisible doll, one that no one knew. Her parents were the type to run away, like teens. In love- they may spend as much money as they want. Move to Paris, swim in the Keys of Florida. Travel to California. They weren't much of the types to care about their own child. Their own daughter.

'Nothing is ever perfect.. What am I doing now?' she gripped onto the store's keys. Closing the shop, she let a sigh escape from her lips. 


Or possibly, you're a business man. At the age 28, single, one to go to the near by cheep bar. Buy others drinks due to having too much to yourself. You dislike the loudness in this world. All you wish to hear is the sweet whisper of a woman, who wants to enter your life. Of course they're millions.. But none can compare to the last love of yours.. Your name was Myungsoo. Hazel eyes, black hair that was normally gelled back. A jaw line of a god. A nose which stood high. You had the looks of a king. You were a king. One that was lonely and bored of his life.

'Everything is so quiet in life... But I hate such noises which may disturb me.. What am I doing now?' He turns around, looking around the bar. Running a hand through his greasy hair which reflected the soft lights of the quiet bar.


Simply, you could be a girl who's a daughter of a millionaire. At the age of 21. One who's lonely- no friends. The only ones she may speak to are her parents, maid, and her pillow. Poor girl, her entire room is pink, although she wishes for it to be grey. All she really does see is black and white, she isn't color blind. No. But the colors are fading, no fun in her world. There might as well be no colors.  Black hair, which always had a white band which held her baby hairs back. Ice cold, blue eyes. Yes, blue. After all, her mother was from Britain. Full white, handing down her beauty. She reflected her mothers looks. Your name was Jennie.

'Tell me, how does the actual world look like?' She clutched to her pillow.. Looking down to the small splatters of tears which already coated pats of the pillow. 'What am I doing?'


Maybe you're a nobody, not rich. Not poor, you're known. But you consider yourself nobody. You're just a neighborhood hero, you enjoy taking in stray animals for a few days before sending them to a shelter. Your name is Sunggyu. You took care of your mother back at home. You knew all the older woman that your mother was friends with. They all enjoyed speaking to you, trying to set you up with their daughters. You're at the age 29.

'I need to get married-' He made a face before shaking his head before laughing warmly. 'What am I talking about.' He looked over to his mother before holding her hand in his. 'I promise to take care of you,'
























 

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