Pretty privilege was real. However, it had its downfall. Beauty comes with a curse. You couldn't seem to shake off the stares of that weird boy, everyone felt disgusted of especially of his scars. Whereas you were preferred by everyone around.

Your eyes flutter open as you see yourself lying in a bed, your arms and legs restricted with strong ropes as your eyes adjust to the figure in front of you. He smiles, his scars widening in impact "You're so fucking pretty."