Again something I came up with in the middle of the night. Well what is sleep..

I'm sorry for my english, it's not my native language, but I try my best. (That I'm writing mostly in the middle of the night won't really help.)

I've no idea where exactly the story is going and how long it will get.

EXO is falling apart. Slowly but steadily. And it’s taking a toll on us, on all of us.

It had begun even before Kris left. There were often arguments with the management. Kris had endless meetings with the entertainment which had no effect at all. It had been just wasted time. All the effort to change things for the better were futile. It had been and still is depressing.

After Kris left we were devastated. It was as if someone ripped a part of your heart out. We, EXO, was broken. There had been, still is, a missing piece and an open wound but the management didn’t care about. They made us shut up and keep going. They clearly showed us that we’re here to bring them some money. We, the members of EXO, were not important, not our health condition, not our feelings. The only thing that mattered was if we earned enough money for them.

After the departure of Luhan and Tao. We felt hollow, empty like a puppet without a soul, without feelings. No matter what happened they made us perform with a smile on our lips, when the only thing we wanted had been to cry.