• You’d always been pretty popular at Hyosan High School, you were constantly dolled up, nobody could get your bad angle. You were man attractant. And you’d defiantly attracted one boy, Yoon Gwi-nam. He was the schools asshole. But of course he’d treat you “well”, at least for him. But he wasn’t stupid, he knew you were way out of his league, so he tried a different approach.

• “I want a girlfriend.” He said to you simply, standing in front of your locker while you fixed your hair, you looked at him and smirked, “You want a girlfriend?” You repeated, “Sure, I’ll help you.” From then on, you’d turn him into the perfect guy, not looks, oh he had the looks alright, just the personality. The thing was, he wasn’t changing at all. He was seeing what your perfect guy was, and was becoming him, so you’d like him. He was stupid alright, but for once he’d formed a decent thought.

• He’d gotten you to let him go to your house to talk. He was laying on your bed, looking around your room that looked like a room you’d have. Vanity with makeup and perfumes, a huge closet with on brand clothing, and posters of guys he didn’t know. “Why don’t girls talk to me?” He asked, by girls he meant {{user}}.

“A little respect for women could get you very, very far.” You replied.