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THE painted pearl white wall was rather a vast place, somewhere Jung Yiseo found herself lost now that her shining eyes had laid on the crowd's applause echoing just near her painting which she was standing in front of .

For all the girl could examine , it was much more of an engaging one compared to the exhibitions where she had painted before in her hometown - Ulsan and thus her mother had of course been keeping the girl busy with commissions and exhibitions in the summer break before her arrival in a new school to make the girl adjust to the competitive world .

A sigh escaped her lips as she held onto her certificate while the photographer had now finally stopped asking the girl to stretch a wider smile . She glanced behind to face a usual painting of hers - something she would consider another one of her scribbles .

However, gazing at the intense spirals that were filled together to form a facade of peace in her painting , it didn't take much time for the tired girl to hear a loud voice exclaiming her name in the very afternoon.

A chuckle escaped her face as she took a glance at Shuhua , who had now been panting dramatically .

"What brings you here ? " Yiseo asked as the girl scoffed in disappointment , " What else do you think? To see my baby's first art in an exhibition of course ".

Shuhua continued as she gazed at the huge painting laid over,a gasp leaving her face with a hint of impression while Yiseo dramatically stretched an utterly annoyed face.

" You're not even that older than me "

It had all started some months ago when the two had met at Shuhua's flower shop when the older girl suddenly brought out the topic after a busy day ; about paintings as she loved them only to discover the new part timer of the shop "Jung Yiseo" was a painter or particularly a horror meister with a rich history.

Even being used to those shocked faces ,Yiseo let out a chuckle at her friend's reaction before looking at a bag and pulling out a face of realisation.

" Did anything else happen?" Jung Yiseo asked now rather subtly.

" Well guess what " Shuhua answered the Jung girl as she hauled her out of the hallroom towards the cool weather after the rain that felt as pleasing as the vacancy of the street in the afternoon.

" You left your bag in my shop again,that is also near a dustbin ", She added, emphasising the last words handing the paper bag out to the Yiseo who led out a dissatisfied sigh .

"Did I ?" she mumbled slowly scratching her neck as she held the bag and now examined Shuhua's curious face .

" Those are gifts aren't they ? I didn't know you were popular?"

The elder girl queried, her eyes yet again at the book covered in a thin cardboard box placed in the bag within Yiseo's hands, who could only nervously laugh along upon realising those teasing words Shuhua had been speaking.

" I'm actually quite curious and jealous....what do they send you in those books with well decorated - "

Shuhua added, making the younger scoff .

" Ma'am, they are supposedly appreciation letters or requests , someone like you has no right to say that after all I've suffered just for some boys to see you and give you their gifts ."

Yiseo nagged, making the elder girl leave an exaggerated nod in response .

" I absolutely expected you to not open it for all you care about is your art and grades !" she whined,

" I should be honoured you take out time to help me in that old flower shop, but for all the work i do for you,I have a wish -" her voice now suddenly pleading.

"Would you like having a sleepover ? It's already been three months since you moved here and you always tell me you're busy with these and that . "

Shuhua pleaded while to her despair the two girls now met a sudden tune of the ringtone as Yiseo signalled her to wait . Only for the Yiseo's tensed up face now to turn into a disappointed sigh .

Yiseo turned off her phone to leave another sigh as her eyes faced her mother's shining black audi car just some steps away as the two received the car horns vibrating .

"Oh your mother is here..I guess we part ways here today ?"

Shuhua guessed making the other nod before moving forward the car as the car door closed while the two girls bid goodbye .

"Mom, many people praised me at the exhibition today and said they find my painting skills quite professional "

Yiseo's lips parted all of a sudden with rather a softer voice , her eyes meeting the tired yet cold eyes of her mother's while a part of her hoped a conversation with her mother would spark within the pleasant day not making a way for her mother to get angry at her.

" I wonder if you will be keeping up with that after some days when I find you befriending thugs next ." the woman spoke her eyes gazing at the girl who struggled to come up with a word.

"Fear I'll find you befriending thugs next after I found you befriending low lives ? I am too tired to continue but here I am again with this bullsh!t...I can only wonder how long you are gonna put this up."

Her voice ,tired yet stern, echoed as Yiseo flinched to finally have her lips pursed and her eyes downwards cursing herself mentally why she had opened her mouth.

While she wished for all of it to end,peace was nowhere to be found in the car where the mother with her daughter sat just next to each other and It certainly was not to the Jung girl's surprise as she felt suffocating with every word her mother uttered in the windy day.

" Mom..please listen-"

"Also what is that in your hand ? Do those friends of yours also suffer from your attention seeking stories of nightmares ? Grow up will you Jung Yiseo... it's been four years now..please "

" Just why am I even putting up a talk with you,you're too immature for your age, let's not talk more I am tired."

The woman continued with the coldest voice making the girl silently bite her trembling lips.. It was yet another day she hated herself for how she wasn't used to everything she heard from her mother . Just another day.

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Closing the door that now made the girl face her paintings painted all black and white among the large pretty room ; that people found beautiful just placed near the medals that she was supposed to be proud of , her expressionless face had her gaze changed towards the family photo where a little kid stood holding her medal with a smile right beside her brother and mother.

"Where did I go wrong?",

The girl looked at it again with tiredness as she wished to be her again, feeling proud of her very own creations and first and foremost being happy.

The same paintings that were supposed to be her image and the reason of her cheerful and enviable existence were now feeling like suffocation to her .

All the girl could feel at the present was emptiness, convincing her numb self that she was meant to be nice , born to be pleasing anyone and that's her ultimate personality.

Why was she even pretending ? Who cared ? Her mind echoed with questions she didn't want yet again as the afternoon grew darker and darker for the moon to shine at it's brightest.

The paper bag that was once placed in her hands faced a harsh throw near the floor where it now laid along the same designs of its own kind all over again. The same things she had been receiving every day that could only creep her out .

The girl was tired just with a glance at those books and yet the girl craved escapism, but what would it do ? She had been trying for years and eternity yet nothing exactly was here that helped , what could these books even do ?

" Survive another day..just for yourself.."

Her voice trembling, uttered in the comfort of the wind after rain , as she layed on her cold bed and once again was her heart surviving the sight of horror as if she had been fused within them.

And not to her knowledge did it turn for Jung Yiseo to be the very last normal day she had in this long life of hers .

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NOTES - ♡ (1.5K)

• Hello guyss !! How do we feel about the first chapter ? Corrections and your preferences in the comments are fully welcomed <33.

• The characters that suffer from trauma in my books are given personality based on studies I did about trauma sooo the characters aren't bland hehe i hope you know while you read .

• I guess those who have read before will find the first two chapters a bit familiar haha . I hope I'm able to make the readers stick to the story and that's all I wish for . Thank you for reading ^^.

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