Beauty Inside Korean Drama 소설 & 이야기

Jessie leaned her hip against the sink in the women's restroom, arms folded tightly under her chest. She stared at the screen of her phone, waiting impatiently for Beauty to answer her video call. When the screen lit up, Beauty was sitting cross-legged on her bed, a mint green facial mask covering her face. Her hair was pulled back in a sloppy bun. "Hey Jess! What's up?" Beauty said with a smile. "Oh, you finally picked up," Jessie said, exhaling sharply.

He’s taking a shower like what he always do. Waiting for him to finish, I stared at myself and smiled. I am beautiful, I know. People tend to believe that beauty is an advantage, but they didn’t know that it’s also a burden sometimes. My physical and inner beauty wasn’t enough to let the people I love stay. The hell! I wouldn’t beg for it no more.

But in the next moment, she continued, "Do you even know what's in my heart? If you do, tell me—what is my inner beauty like?" Jason lightly chuckled and responded, "Your inner beauty is as lovely as your exterior beauty." Miya was speechless once again. Was he playing some psychological game with her?! She had just mentioned that she didn't look beautiful with a face mask on, and he said he liked her inner beauty. She asked him to describe her inner beauty, and he said it was as beautiful as her exterior. So the question remained: Was her exterior and inner beauty beautiful? Was he just showing off his intelligence to her?

This is the type of love that was slowly healing all of the damage that she had heaped on herself all of her life; from the time that she was the fat one in the family and mama kept putting her on diets that didn't work…because she had secreted candy away and would binge when no one was around. Even DeAngelo didn't know about it. Every time he stepped out on her with one of his many pretty slender girls, Ashleigh always found solace in food and fantasy; movies where the ugly duckling turned into the swan. And now, for the first time in her life, she didn't care about being a swan. Christopher had shown her the value of the most important beauty of all; internal beauty. Ashleigh closed her ey

"Maybe he is a gentleman. Did you see the president's face? She looked pale and probably fell sick; maybe that is why he is helping her." "You are right; I saw it too. She looked very pale and sick. Meanwhile, Fredrick and Shawty walked out of the elevator. Beauty was already waiting for her outside; she was shocked and dazed when she saw the handsome man beside her. She was stunned and could not move. "Beauty," Shawty called, and she looked at Fredrick, blaming him silently. Why is he so handsome? Fredrick looked back at her like he was answering that; he was created like this, so there is nothing he could do about it either.

she sighed, proceeding to her closet. She dressed up in a blue jeans and a faded pink blouse that she hid with a Mid-thigh length black coat. She tied up her hair into a loose ponytail which was actually a wet mess. “Wait, you are not going with that hair like that, are you?” I asked in bewilderment. My mother would never let me step out like that but I guess it came with the fact that I needed to keep my image clean. With my father winning the best drama series director of the year last year and my mother being the proud owner of KIM’S BEAUTY PARLOUR, a very famous beauty parlor for very exclusive K-idols in the heart of Seoul, I had to watch every step I make. Sometimes, this life of havin

Jeremy and Alexandra sat at the grand oak table in the heart of Jeremy's chateau, their breakfast plates nearly empty. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting a warm glow on the elegant kitchen. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, mingling with the fragrant scent of croissants. Jeremy couldn't help but admire Alexandra's radiant beauty. With her sparkling green eyes and a smile that could melt hearts, she was the epitome of elegance. Today, she wore a sleek black dress, the perfect complement to her graceful figure.

she said and her tears flowed. “I understand why you’re scared when because of your unattractive appearance others might hate you, but I’m not like them,” I added. “I know, so thank you and I'm glad you’re not scared of me,” she said. She smiled bitterly and so did I. I pulled her again to hug her. “Sometimes no matter how ugly you look if you have a good heart, people will love you. Others won’t hate you either if they don’t base it on looks,” I said. "You're right, you're also the only person who doesn't judge me by my looks, but my heart isn't good either. So how can you still like me in this situation?" she asked. "I know the reason why you came to this. You have a good heart but you wer

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I hummed to myself as I checked my reflection in the mirror, before washing my hands and walking out of the restroom. I skipped along the hallways, as I kept humming. I grinned. Yes, I was in a peculiarly good mood today. Dad had promised to buy the book I was always bugging him about. It was a book by my favourite writer, Kelly Brown. Her female characters were always beautiful, perfect figures and extremely wealthy while fulfilling their dreams. It had been out for several months and I never liked to miss any of her new release. But things had been tough at home for a while. Dad lost his job and it took a while to find something else.

TWELVE YEARS LATER, (12 yrs) At 20 years old, Jeisin was more pretty, good looked, intelligent, confident, ambitious, charmed and smart. She had a pure fair, soft built skin as her long dark brown hair moved straight on her back. Her cute face had glowed with her beautiful big blue eyes. And she has a sweet blossom soft lips. Her beauty has became incomparable. As she strongly resemble her mother, Miss Rayal in appearance and in benevolent. Then from her father's side, Annes as she resemble him in cheerfulness and in compassion.