Kim Jaejoong , Jung Yunho, Park Yoochun, Kim Junsu, and Shim Changmin ; Hwang Tiffany , Kim Taeyeon , other SNSD members.
We're sure all of you have wanted to be a famous superstar or a Hallyu idol, but maybe you should rethink that career choice. We've seen the dark side of entertainment, the stuff beneath the glist and the glam. We know all of the hardships it takes to get to that top spot. It wasn't a pretty road so if you're faint of heart don't do it; don't enter our world. If you're still not sure, listen to our story, and maybe you'll make up your mind.
~ Yunho, Tiffany, Taeyeon, and Jaejoong
So we'll post the forward later because we don't quite know how to start the story yet, but stay tuned to this angst filled story about a darker side of entertainment. Btw, this stuff is fiction, and I don't know if there is truth in any of it >.< ~~ Xiahtic_5
All the depressing parts are probably written by Xiahtic_5.
I have no idea what I'm doing. - MeGustaSNSD
"Come closer," the CEO, Lee Soo Man, said while beckoning me toward him. I cautiously took the seat next to him, his arm awkwardly brushing mine. "Do you know why I called you here?" I shook my head, and he chuckled. Placing his hand on my thigh, he said, "I was thinking that you and Yunho would be great in this new boy group I am making."
My eyed widen and brightened. "Really?! The both of us can be in the same group?"
"Yes. As long as you cooperate," his hand slid up my thigh, he leaned in toward my ear, "everything will be just fine." His hand started to travel up my abdomen.
"What are you doing, Sir?" I asked, fear evident in my voice.
"Nothing you won't like," he answer as he licked my ear.
'One hit. Two hits. Three hits. Four hits. Five hits,' I counted to myself. My leg was bruised by a kick from my mom's heels, and my lip dripped fresh blood from harsh slaps across the face.
"Give up now you ungrateful daughter?!" my father yelled at me.
"Never, you old, controlling bastard!" I yelled back with the best of my abilities. I would never give up on my dreams, never.
"Stubborn bitch," my mother sneered at me before she gave me a quick kick in the ribs.
"Yunho," my mother called to me.
"You know how I've been seeing that one singer?"
"Yeah. I forgot his name though."
"His name is Kim Tae Jun, Jaejoong's dad."
"You're dating Jaejoong's dad!!!"
"Not anymore," I sighed in relief and took a sip of my lemonade. "We're getting married," she said as she held up her hand. My eyes widened and I choked on my drink.
After gagging for a while I managed to respond, "What?!"
Let 's get this straight, I don't mind my mom remarrying, I've met her boyfriend before. From what Zi remember, he was a good guy, but why did he have to be Jaejoong's dad. Jaejoong, the boy who was my best friend, the boy who was my partner in our training, and most importantly, the boy who stole my heart and won't let go.
"Fany," Seohyun called to me, "Come eat with us."
"No thanks," I said back, "I'm not that hungry."
"Come on Tiff," Hyoyeon chimed in, "you haven't eaten all day."
"I'm fine. I haven't been that hungry lately. I'll eat something later."
"I'll take your word for it this time," Seohyun began, "But next time you're definitely eating with the group. Promise?"
"Promise," I called to her as I walked to my room. I locked my door and strode over to my full length mirror and pulled off my shirt. Looking at my reflection, I was shocked at the image it showed. I.Was.Fat. My stomach practically hung over my shorts' button. I had love handles for miles, and my legs looked so freaking bulky. 'Why does any one think this is sexy,' I said to myself as I thought back to previous compliments given to me. It must've been sarcasm, lying sickos.
I walked over to my bathroom and leaned over the toilet, waiting for the familiar feeling of emptiness to overcome me.