This is a interpretation of Taeyeon's Starlight.

I mostly followed the storyline of the music video, and added my spins and takes to it.

PS: As I used Taeyeon's faceclaim for one of the role-play characters, this one shot came up as a backstory for my character, based on the Starlight storyline. So if you see a similar story online or come across a similar storyline, don't worry it should be me xD 

Hopefully I managed to encapsulate everything that I felt the song was conveying to me, with a fantasy like take to it.

Cheers!

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The gleam of the dark streetlights in the streets of Los Angeles flickered in the bright nightsky, casting a pulsating glow in the streets below its feet, bathing the dark street in a gentle glow of warm yellow light.

There was a low crack in the middle of the street, and a lithe, slim figure emerged from deep within the shadows of the night, silvery hair glinting in the faint moonlight, a dark cloak mustered around her shoulders, and eyebags beneath a pair of starry eyes. The girl that had appeared seemed to be in her late teens, with a hardened but yet saddened air around her, the slim shoulders that casually had a satchel slug with ease around them tight with tension and anger, as though there was a solid weight of the world on her shoulders.

The starry night was silent, save for the occasional grunts of anger as the young teen took out her frustration against the lamp post she had apparated to, fighting back tears of desperation as she flailed and kicked the metal post viciously, the old metal creaking slightly as it dented with her vampiric strength.

Curse everything.

Mother

Hayeon.

Jiwoong.

Everyone who thinks they can control me because I’m a “hazard” in their life.

A pale hand wiped away tears that streaked past her face viciously.

Maybe not Mother.

A streak of guilt filled the chambers of her heart moments later after her rage had subsided, and her breaths had calmed down to quiet, low ones, long lashes brushing the tips of her cheekbones as she closed her eyes momentarily.

And not Hayeon or Jiwoong either.

Her cheeks flushed at her own rash anger, turning her eyes to the closed shop windows, discarding her cloak swiftly as soon as an outfit caught her eye.

Right. If she was to blend in, she’d have to do it the right way.

The sound of splintering glass filled the still night air, fresh drops of ruby blood splattering from the girl’s clenched fist as she sent it through one of the store windows, eliciting the howl of a security siren.

A flurry of wind breezed past the mannequins toppled over at the display window, pale hands quickly whipping off a light greyish blue vest with a pinkish leopard pattern collar and a printed red and white shirt and a white denim shorts, stripping quickly and changing into the stylish set with flurried steps, vanishing as soon as soon as the shouts of police neared the store.

Leaning close to the shadows of the alleyway, only a flash of silver from her hair caught the beam of one of the flashlights, before she vanished away.

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