Fight Song
Description
Sometimes you will end up in a dead end. Sometimes you will need help and time to find your way out of this. Sometimes you decide not to take your time and help and take the wrong way out.
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He was shaking and tears were streaming down his face. He had been feeling down the whole day and used a headache as an excuse when the boys wanted to eat out. He reassured them he would eat at the hotel and that he would take care of himself. Hyungsik was at a point where he didn't even know what 'caring for himself' meant anymore. He had lost himself in all those comments about him, in all the hatred towards him. He couldn't handle all this anymore. Music was playing over his earphones while he was waiting for the relieving numbness after he had been crying for a long time. He didn't even know when things got so badly out of hand, when he started to feel lonely and miserable. Even right now he felt like no one cared. Hadn't he expressed him being unwell? How could everyone just go like "Then take a nap and eat something. Everything's will be alright after that." How could they turn their backs on him just like their fans did?
Foreword
I don't know where this story is going.. how long it will be.. what will happen.. it's just that I'm burning inside right now because I want to write what's in my head and I know I'd never find a roleplay partner for this kind of story.. not just because it's basically just one person and very short...ugh
in case of any more or less love situations.. are there wishes?
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