My Jerk Teacher

Chpt.0 [Intro]

•Authors note•
~ hey loves. I j-hope you enjoy this new series. The main character isn't me but she's gonna have the same name as me because I'm too lazy to look up korean girl names again. Sorry. Anyway her name's not that important. Besides my own name is easier to remember how to spell 😂. Well it's not my real name but you know what I mean. But I do hope this series goes well. I know it's probably annoying I keep making more and more series but when I get writers block on one series it's easier for me to start a new one then go back to it later. I'm not good at continuing stories. I'm sorry about that loves I'll work on that. And as for the fan name, I guess for now you're my loves 😂. Idk it might stick. But I'll hold a poll eventually for the real fan name but for now you're all my loves 💜💜. I J-hope you enjoy...
I said that 3 times now 😂😂😂
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Hi. I'm Park Miyeon. This is me:

I'm on my senior year of high school. I'm turning 18 exactly a month after school starts on September 1st. I've been moving schools since I was little. I'll be lucky if I get to stay at this school for more than a quarter.

When I was in 8th grade I went to 3 different schools before the end of the first quarter. My life has been crazy. My parents were never really great. I've had to get a job and pay the bills myself more times than I can count. My mom disappeared before my 16th Birthday, I later found out she OD'd and died in the hospital. I don't think dad knows though. After she disappeared he started drinking. He blamed me for everything that happened. He became an alcoholic. He'd beat me... he does beat me still. If I could I'd run away but... I have no where to go. So I stay.

At least he makes me go to school. I know some kid's alcoholic parents force them to work and forbid them from school, they make them work to pay bills and put food on the table but they use most the money for alcohol. It's literally child labor, so I guess my situation could be way worse.

I have an older brother, his name is Jung Hoseok. He took on Dad's surname but I kept Mom's. That's why he's a Jung and I'm a Park. I actually have quite a few nicknames for him. He has some for me too. I call him Hobi, sunshine, or J-Hope. Most of the time I call him Hobi though. He calls me Mimi, lil sunflower, squirt (cause I'm short 😂), and Momo (cause him and mom say I'm a mochi), so I guess he also calls me a mochi sometimes. He's 20 years old (AN:pretend he's younger than Jimin. Just go with it) [EDIT: I changed my mind. Hobi is a year older than Jimin. Jimin is 22, Hobi is 23.]and starting college in November. He moved into a frat house already so he doesn't live with us anymore. I guess that's kind of a good and a bad thing.

Dad never beat Hobi, only me, but at least he sometimes distracted him from me. But I guess I'd rather him not see our dad hurt his sister. Hobi cares so much about me but there's nothing he could do to stop dad. Literally nothing. He's tried. But I also hate seeing him hurt. I think when dad hits me it hurts him more than me. So When he told me that his friends had a spare room in their frat house I told him he should go. It's better then being stuck in a dorm with a total stranger, this way I feel he'll be more comfortable. So I did it for two reasons. One I don't like him seeing me get beaten, and two his college experience will be much better living with his friends rather than ending up sharing one room with some random dude.

Anyway tomorrow is my first day at a new school, September 1st, yay. My dad hasn't beat me in a week, which scares me because that means it's coming soon. I guess that's all you really need to know about my past.

Now for more about my personality. To most people I come off as cold hearted and mean but I'm really just extremely protective, I have been hurt and broken my whole entire life. I don't trust easily, at all. I opened up once, once, in my entire life, but they turned their back on me. I've kinda given up on that whole love thing. I mean look at my parents, I don't want that. I just wanna graduate college, start a good career, and never look back. If you get to know me I can be really loving. I care about people, I really do. My tough act is just a shell I made to drive people away. I'm self conscious.

Yeah that's right. I'm really self conscious. I know you're probably thinking "but Miyeon you're gorgeous". I know, I'm told that, and deep down I know I am, but every time I look in the mirror I see a broken, ugly, fat, worthless, piece of shit that should die.

(No offense once so ever to the girl in the picture. She is absolutely beautiful)

I cry a lot. Maybe too much. I've never cut though. There no point when my own father does it for me when he throws empty bottles at me. I guess my depression probably comes from him. He's the one that calls me all those things, I guess I just let it all get to me and I just believe it now. I know I sound pathetic. Well... I guess that's it then. This is my life. Yay...