How I wish that I wouldn't have to do all these concerts and shows. Who would knew that the celebrity life can get really tiring.
Sometimes, I get sore throats, bloating and... What am I saying. I've got my fans who had supported me when I was going through tough times.
I came back to my senses when my manager called and told me that I was late. I applied my lipstick, checked my hair and went to my limousine, where my other members were at.
Cameras flashing. People- some calling me a plastic b*tch - were blocking the entrance of the indoor stadium. This was what annoyed me most.
The fact that people think that they could just criticise me, thinking that I wouldn't be affected. So what if I had surgery. I did it for them. To look more appealing. I guess they can't be satisfied.
Once I got into the stadium, I caught a glimpse of my fans. I felt touched afterwards. Why? To know that there are people who would even bother to come here.
I wonder how I would be able to thank them. Fan service? Maybe I should ask minzy, chaerin and Dara later.
- after some time -
I was covered in sweat. Ew. But who cares. I had fun running around and being able to see my fans face to face.
But one of them- a male to be exact- had a strange vibe. He had perfect features but there's something peculiar about him. I wonder why.
Hopefully, I would be able to meet him again and maybe talk. To you know. Understand him a little more before I finally conclude how he really is.
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