part 1 (1/2)
Beautiful
m style="color:rgb(74,79,85);font-family:'Source Sans Pro', sans-serif;font-size:16px;line-height:24px;text-align:center;">"You look beautiful, the words that I never heard before .."
I closed my eyes are tired. Tired with all these circumstances. Am I wrong to have fat body? Why are you all despise me with words that do not want me to hear? I stood in front of the mirror in my room. Piggy girl, fatty, those words never missed in my days. You do not know how it hurts my heart. My eyes landed on a photo that I've put on my wall. Photo of a man who was I loved. Handsome, tall, and is also the leader in the school dance. But, well .. I'm self-conscious. I may not get it. His ex-girlfriend all beautiful, Jung Soojung, Lee Hyeri, and also Oh Hayoung. As for me? I'm just a fat woman, and not pretty at all. I lay in bed and imagined myself if I was the figure of a beautiful woman like Jung Soojung, Lee Hyeri, and also Oh Hayoung. Is certain to be excellent schools. And, to conquer the hearts of Kim Jongin. The man who was my love of it. But, once I regained consciousness. I may not turn out that way. I shook my head hard.
"You're imagining continue Naeun Son," I said to myself.
***
The sun has revealed itself again. I immediately rushed to go to school even though it is a very routine I want to avoid. But, what power? I could not leave my education just because I have a body that does not want me to have this. Huft.
"Son Naeun, you don't eat first?" Mom asked as I passed my table granted.
"Mom, what aren't you see that it isn't my body need food? I don't want to be fat again mom." And I said, looking down.
"Well! Keep your word that Son Naeun. I don't want you to talk like that again."Said my mom, she told me to sit down and take breakfast with her.
After breakfast, I headed to school rush. While in front of the school gate this I exhale my breath. Origin of you know, I could go to this school as well because I got a scholarship. If not where can I go to an expensive school like this. My mom just tteobokki roadside traders.
"Yah! Piggy girl! Ahahaha..." they began to taunt me and laugh at me. I'm used to it all though I feel like yelling at them. But, I can't. I was a nobody at this school.
When the class began to enter, all looking at me "disgust" as if I am the garbage for them. As strong as the heart, I try to hold back my tears coming out.
"Yah! Fatty! Tie shoelaces first if you want to sit in your place. "Said Kim Jongin, the man who I adore.
I looked at him right in his eyes. I myself was confused, why do I have to fall in love with a man who often insult me like this. You idiot!
I bent down to tie his shoe laces. He spit flagship smirk. I do it because I like you, Kim Jongin.
***
Now enter the recess. I hurried to leave the classroom to the hiding place. Hiding place to spill everything I guess. I entered the room that used to be the main music class. But, now used as a place to put the supplies school musical.
I sat in a chair broken white colored classical piano. Tears began to spill immediately.
"I'd love to be appreciated just like the others. What if I'm fat? Ugly? And there are no side pull at all?" I said in sobs.
I opened the cover of the piano and began to play it slowly. Yes, I can play the piano because my father was still alive when the first, he had to teach me.
Nan nan kkumi isseotjyo
Beoryeojigo jjitgyeo namruhayeodo
Nae gaseum giosukhi bomulgwa Gachi
Ganjikhaetteon kkum
Neul geokjeonghadeut malhajyo
Heotdwen kkumeun dogirago
Sesangeun kkeuchi jeonghaejin chaekcheoreom
Imi dorikkil su eopneun hyeonshirirago
Geuraeyo nan nan kkumi isseoyo
Geu nareul kkumeul mideoyo jikkyeobwayo
Jeo chagapge seo inneun unmyeoniran byeogape
Dangdanghi majuchil su isseoyo
Eonjenga nan Geu byeogeul neomgoseo
Jeo haneureul Nopi nareul su isseoyo