You were always alone. In the corridors, in the lunchroom, in class, everywhere. You pushed yourself away to make others happy. You created your solitude. You always said "I'm fine", when you weren't. But you had your salvation, a very anonymous fam...
I placed by forehead against the cold window. The rain blurred the beauty of the city. I closed my eyes as her voice reached my ears. She called herself 약속자 (yakssokjja); Promiser. She had her own fandom called 약속 (yakssok); Promises, within a year and a half. Her songs spoke with meanings that could never be explained. She promised us about the world, about people, about situations through her song. I was glad that her song, 'Seoul' came out on my way to Seoul. I was able to experience the place before I actually reached it.
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I scrolled through the comments in her Instagram page. My friend, Yeonjun, is also a huge fan of her, but he goes crazy whenever she posts something. He literally spams the comment section.
I am also a huge fan of her. I love her so much that I think I have crush on her. I have never seen her, but I know I love her no matter how she looks. I love her voice. It's soft like feather, husky and deep sometimes, but sometimes she hits high notes beautifully. I have never loved a girl before. Promiser is my first love.
"Beomgyu," my mother pulled one of my earphone out of my ear. "we will reach in 5 minutes, Get ready." I nodded and stuffed my phone into my jacket pocket.
