a beomryu fanfiction
we were over, but why do you have to keep on coming back making my life more complex. i was happy and contented. i'm already preparing for a next phase, but i had to go back to you. to us. because you messed up everything like y...
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your guard is up and i know why
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"You know what? I'll just crash my car on purpose on the electric pole, so that I can have a proper excuse for not going to that meeting."
I say with my left hand on the wheel, and the other running through my black locks.
Today, I am scheduled to attend a meeting with the main cast of the show and its manager. I don't want to mention his name because similar to the spell Avada Kedavra from the Harry Potter universe, it is forbidden to be used.
"But this is the job that you've always wanted. Right?" Chaeryeong asks from the other line of the call.
I scoff in reply. "Of course it is! But out of all the artists living in Korea. Why does it have to be him?"
"I even have to talk to him for a whole year. Shit," I exclaimed.
"Keep your cool, Ryujin."
"I am cool. It's not like I'm panicking or feeling nervous to face him after how many years."
"I didn't say you were feeling that way."
I heard silence from the other line and I sighed in annoyance. I am definitely not calm, and I am in utterly disheveled by this project.
"Soobin's parents were right. I shouldn't have accepted this."
I smoothly stepped on the breaks as the street lights changed from green to red. I am about to have a mental breakdown and I have no idea why. Many years have already passed, yet it's as if I am undergoing through the same phase again when I felt like the whole world is crumbling into pieces. Slowly shattering the dreams I created. Blacking out all the happiness, leaving all the heartache in me.
"No. This is your dream. Stop thinking it's not something that it will do you no good."
I puffed out all the nervous air in me, and i inhlaed confidence to fill my body.
"You're right, Chaeryeong. I shouldn't let my past shatter my present goal. Not in a million years. Never again."
When I arrived at the wondefully structured entertainment building of the celebrity I am going to be with for a whole year, the guards and staff started checking my things. They had this detector and even a K9 dog to smell me. I understand they're paranoid, but why can't they trust us? We're certified journalists anyway.
