She thought no one could read her poker face-- that was before she met Kim Jongin and along entered the beautiful stranger into her world...    Foreword                     I didn’t realise how hurt I was until some stranger decided to point it out to me… Who was he? I didn’t know anything about him, just that he was strikingly handsome and it made me think twice about my thoughts on whether the world was filled with only ugly looking males. And when I say he pointed it out, I really meant that he was straight forward and a totally arrogant jerk, but his face made up for his attitude. I on the other hand was left feeling like an ass when he asked me how I felt, even though he read me like an open book. It was really awkward if you ask me but he seemed to enjoy my discomfort… I’ll never forget his words though.            “You’re like the ugly duckling amongst the others, you’d stay like that if you keep wallowing in despair, but if you’re willing to become the beautiful swan you are then you have to stop sulking and work for it”            Sadly enough I sauntered over to the park a few more days in hope that I would see him again but I didn’t. Each day, before I met the perfect stranger I would go empty handed but return with a red rose in hand with a simple encouraging messages… I would see this rose each time I visited but when I looked around, no one was there. I’d pick it up and read each message… ---------------------------------------------------------“Smile… it confuses people”---------------------------------------------------------  But of course… there’s no way the roses could have been from the handsome but arrogant male that approached me… could it…? No… he seemed too busy to even take a second glance at me… why would he be interested in someone like me… me… a pathetic loser who cant even bring herself to confront her best friend who ruined her life… me… someone who hides her true identity from the world by putting up a cold front but cowers behind that mask…. Me… someone who hides her emotions so well and pretends like nothing affects her when in reality it kills her so much each time…            I’m pathetic and a poor excuse for a human being… I always pretend and go about life as though nothing affects me….