She's been living her life as a commoner. Someone from her world would not even mistake her for having a role, or maybe an extra at least. She doesn't wear heels, she doesn't like cosmetics, and she's not into fitted-black-tank-tops-partnered-with-ripped-jeans-and-a-jacket-wrapped-around-her-waist. She doesn't like glasses and braces either, and she doesn't even fit the role bullied that would suddenly turn into a beautiful chic. She's just a mere extra, the 101st, the nobody, as if the story would still go on with or without her. Not everyone could notice extras, aren't you curious about one's story?
A nobody, no one, extra, and least important back then, and now a Frustrated Antagonist.
-----Kung papalarin, baka sa dami ng drafts ko, ito pa ang matapos huhu.
Not exactly but inspired by a kdrama called Pretty Woman.
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Frustrated Antagonist
Teen Fiction"They don't know how special you are..." I smiled, I remember the taste of your lips, how I memorized every detail of your skin. Damn, I don't know why I did that to you.
