" A bittersweet memory from the past"

"So I've seen, I almost thought they are all a lie" 

"I'm tired of pretending I'm fine when i'm truly not" 

"Where did we go wrong Unnie?" 

- Namjoo 

We're here in the waiting room at Inkigayo to perform our new song. Yesterday night is a blast. I have fun with my members just by sitting and talking while drinking some sojus. 

I grabbed my phone and opened some of my social apps to monitor the reviews of our comeback. 

They would not call me a tech-girl for anything. I smiled at the thought

While roaming through the comment section, I can see the messages of our fans supporting us till the end.

While there are positive reviews I can see some bashers commented but I don't mind them unlike before.

Then somewhat I remembered something from the past that is awfully fresh until now.

Year 2018

I hugged my knees and stared at the floor with puffy red eyes. It's been a week since my rumored plastic surgery.

My members have been busy with some shows and stuff while I'm still avoiding the public eye as much as possible.

Since the incident, I've never touched my phone to avoid reading some harsh words. Even though I'm already immuned by it, it's just getting worse day by day especially now.

I stood up and went to the mirror and stared at myself.

"Is this really you Namjoo-ah? I asked myself.

" Is this what you really wanted? " I asked my self again.

I deeply sighed at the question, since last week I asked myself these questions but still I don't know the answer to it. 

I smiled bitterly at the image in front of me and about to tear up again when suddenly someone knocked at the door. 

I fixed my appearance before opening it. I expect the image of my mother will appear in front of me but instead, it's Chorong-Unnie. 

"Namjoo-ah Unnie's here" she cutely said while waving the food bags in her hands. 

I smiled at her then grabbed the bags and motioned her to get inside. 

We went to the little table in my room and settled down. 

I looked at her and trying to act as cheerful as possible, for her not to