Stigma

Ch 2

Kim Taehyung

This can't be happening!
I refused to believed this idiocy, why now, why now?!
I stared at my boss in disbelieved, he smiled apologetic. He understood my situation, he knows what I've been through then why is he doing this?

"Ttàihēng, you have to understand—" He started, trying to engage into some talk, but my head was exploding with various thoughts, It hurts. I couldn't hear nor breathe.

Where am I? I'm scared.

I went to China to start anew, at least that what they said. I was sixteen, lost, and mentally drained. It should have took months to recover from what had happened but not even once I recover from it.

I live through all the pain and anguish, I felt everyone was against me that I have no one with me, but I have to suck it up. I need to make a living to survive but in the end I was barely living.

Once I had arrived, I was immediately trained to be who I was today, who I am today. A celebrity, model, and actor. At first, I didn't even dream big that I would be famous in instant but I was wrong, so, wrong.

I suddenly become famous, piles of invitations, sponsors, and advertisements were flooding the agency. There were suddenly a huge fanbase on my back to support me, my face, my name, whatever I was doing, was plastered all over the internet, and into different places.

It took my mind elsewhere. I wanted to focus on different things, and try to move on. That's why I left to be able to stand up and walk again from the accident that took place. But of course, everything always comes with a price. Everything was overwhelming and mentally draining.

You live in a world so different with the others.
People expects from you, every move you do is being watched, and monitored.
You always need to put up an act, a mask, because you wouldn't want to worry everyone.

"—Tt"

"Ttài—"

I hiccuped, trying to squirm away, a bitter acid taste on my mouth. "Ttàihēng? Can you calm down? Can you hear me?" I tried to nod but I couldn't see the person, the voices were far and echos.

"Can you at least do something from me?" The voices asked. "What are the five things you can see?" Five? See?

What do I see? I squinted my eyes blurry, and disoriented. "S-Si hyuk ssi? Chair? Table? Window? You?"

Sejin hyung smiles, my vision started to clear for a bit. "And four things you can touch?"

I tried to gulped down but my throat was hoarse and strain. "Your coat. The floor. My arm. You?"

"three things you hear?" Si Hyuk ssi asked, crouching down beside Sejin hyung, not touching but at the same time an arm length away from me. "The cars outside? people walking down the hallway, and the air con noise.."

"Okay, that's it" Sejin hyung hummed, his hands rubbing to mine. "Two things you smell?"

"A cologne" I huffed, smiling a bit. "Your breathe, it's stinks"

"Ya! Seriously, this kid" Sejin hyung blinked then snort while Si Hyuk ssi laughed at loud.

"Si Hyuk ssi, I need my retirement fee, I need a drink or two"

"Don't worry, we will drink later"

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short but sad :(
I wanted him to go back!
Ugh, it's hard to write him like this!
I want him more badass and slap the 'ell out of them! Don't you agree?
For the meantime let's all suffer for a while.
Next chapter would be longer so stay tune!