There was this strange irony at the start of the show. All my life I had people by my side, loving and supporting my decisions. Never have I felt solitary in the journey to become the most loved actress of all time in America. I had everything, yet I was absolutely broken inside. I had fans, but no family, no mother, no father to tell me that they would be waiting for me at the end of the day. They aren't dead, but they just doesn't support me, in my carrier as an actress. Fighting with them I have been all alone here, with no food, no place to live, limited amount of clothes and just a little money to work for a week if I spent it wisely. The journey is long, it wasn't easy. Some of the directors wanted sex in exchange of a movie role, some of them just didn't saw a spark in me. Starting from working in just small advertisements to now this huge movie I have been the main female lead. The love, the peace, the sympathy, the support, the care from my fans, from the audience is something incredible and irreplaceable. Yet I need somebody, somebody to hold me in the warm cozy bed, to make my favourite mango smoothie, to hold my body close to them and ask about how was my day and did I had anything wrong with the production. To tell me silly jokes, and walk around the city hand in hand no matter how many pictures paparazzi would get. Love me the way I am, not just because I am beautiful, or by my fame, but somebody to just adore me the way I am and let me know that I am someone special in their heart and they Love me as much as I do. But what about my dreams? My still wishing to be the first actress, what if they come in my life and don't want me to work anymore, then what about my fans? I have been in love when I was just a freshmen in the industry, but the idea to get betrayed again is absurd. I had numerous romantic moments with him, the same moments I depict upon big screens for my fans, but it was all just a lie. My real world and the fictional world lies on the same plate, and I want to stop it, all of it. And I think I'm ready to find love again, to trust somebody again, I can take the risk, I am more strong than I think, whereas now I have so supportive fans. Okay I agree some of them are little toxic, obsessive but I have been controlling them, and will always will. I am not sure about what I want or maybe when I want. But I want it, I want it, need it just so bad. I am Puzzled about everything, my life or more specifically my love life because now finally it's time for me to focus on myself rather than, satisfying other's feelings and wants. It's time to break the canopy of fear and love someone again with all my heart and I hope this stays!
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PUZZLED(Yakuza's Love season 2)
FanfictionThis is the sequel or season 2 of Yakuza's Love The same dialogue goes on. A hero would do anything to save the world, to protect the world's happiness and humanity. Whereas A villain would go to the extent of hell to keep 'his' world safe from d...