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Born on a day that should have been perfect, twin sisters Kang Hana and Kang Dara entered the world with equal promise—or so it seemed. As the years passed, one blossomed into a vision of beauty, while the other became a shadow, labeled “ugly” by a society obsessed with perfection.

Hana grew up in a world where beauty and talent were everything, but she had neither. Ridiculed, dismissed, and treated as a joke, her only solace was a desperate dream, to become an idol and prove her worth to the world.

Yet the road to stardom is not kind to those who don’t fit the mold. Desperation leads Hana to make a fateful decision, one that transforms her life forever. But beauty comes at a price, and the secrets she keeps and the lies she weaves to sustain her new life may just be her ultimate downfall.

As Hana rises in the cutthroat world of idols, she faces a harrowing choice: cling to the fragile perfection she’s achieved, or rediscover the strength to embrace who she truly is, even if it means losing everything.

A story of ambition, identity, and the dark side of fame, The Ugliest Beauty asks the ultimate question: How far would you go to be loved?

THE UGLIEST BEAUTY

The nightmare was just beginning.

As Hana approached the school gate, she saw the teacher standing with his arms crossed, his eyes narrowed at Dara. "You're late to school," he reprimanded, his voice stern.

Dara merely shrugged, an innocent smile playing on her lips. She shifted into an exaggerated aegyo pose, batting her eyelashes. "Teacher, can you let me off this one time? You know I'm never late," she pouted, her voice sweet and manipulative.

It was true, Dara had a perfect record. She was always on time, always flawless.

"Teacher, please," one of Dara's classmates interceded, stepping forward with a sympathetic smile. "She's student body president. She isn't feeling well today, that's why she's late."

"I can take her punishment," a male student volunteered, clearly hoping to win favor with Dara.

The teacher adjusted his glasses with a sigh, clearly swayed by the collective charm surrounding her. "Fine. You're off the hook only because it's the first day of school. Got it?"

The group around Dara erupted in excitement, their voices high-pitched with joy. "Thank you, teacher!" they cheered, fawning over her.

Hana stood there, her stomach twisting as she watched the spectacle unfold. She could feel the weight of their eyes on her, and dread weighed her down like a heavy cloak.

Then it was her turn. The teacher's eyes shifted to Hana, his expression unfeeling. "You're late. Run twenty laps around the field."

A voice from the crowd piped up, "Teacher, shouldn't it be more?"

"Yeah, she could use some weight loss!" another voice added, followed by laughter.

"Maybe fifty laps, to get rid of all that fat!" a male student chimed in. The laughter grew louder, and Hana's heart sank.

She stood tall, forcing herself to hold her head high despite the humiliation. "Get to the field, Hana," the teacher said, his voice cold and final.

With her heart pounding, she turned and ran toward the field, every step feeling heavier than the last.

"Yeah, go ugly duckling!" someone shouted from the crowd, their voice laced with cruel amusement.

Hana's breath came in sharp gasps as she ran, sweat dripping down her face. The pain in her legs and chest was a familiar, constant companion. It was normal now, this punishment, this life.

Pretty privilege was a blessing she would never know.

Ugliness was a curse that weighed on her soul, a silent sentence she couldn't escape.

Chapter 4