LIFE AS BTS 💜

Ch- HATE (Available now.)

Read this chapter I'd say at your own risk ;)

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Early 2017.

Our popularity has been increasing, no skyrocketing since a few months. We're being noticed by Americans! That's a huge achievement. Though it's been a tiring time, like practice and practice, I like to believe in the saying,
Humble beginnings lead to prosperous ends.

Even though the end is nowhere near for us, the achievements till now are something I am, and forever will be grateful for.

As our fandom increases though, so does the amount of haters. I've always try to ignore them and looked towards our true fans, but these last couple of months they have been increasing like a lot. Whenever I open YouTube, or Instagram or even V live, the hate comments are the first things that come into view. I've been kind of ignoring the fan comments even though they are way more than the hate ones. So many fans are trying to stand up for us/me but I'm still reading the hate ones.

I can't ignore it anymore. The pressure has gotten to my brain. Now every break day, or any normal day, in the evening I read the hate comments and weep. This has become a routine since weeks. I share a room with Jungkook, so whenever he's gone somewhere or has a schedule, I lock the door and read the comments. I dont know why I do this, but I can't stop.

I've been pushing myself to improve, in hopes that I can turn the haters into fans...Even the members have noticed it,
"Q, you're practicing too much! Take a break ya!" Hoseok oppa said this to me. The dance leader Hoseok!

Right now, it's 7 30pm and I'm in the dance room, reading the comments.

"Viva is such a bad dancer! Why is she part of the dance line?! Why is she even a part of BTS! She has no skills.."

"I still can't accept a girl in this group. I'm sure the boys don't actually love her. It's all just fanservice."

"Can we like file a report against Viva to BigHit? Put her in a girl group or something or just kick her out! It's not like she's good at ANYTHING."

"Viva should die. Half of this fandom is against her. She should read these comments and know that NO ONE LIKES HER. I'm a 1000% sure that the boys are just doing fanservice."

Sometimes I wonder if the boys actually don't like me. What if they are just receiving money to act friendly to me. What if they are just acting?
Should I actually die? What if I join Junghwon oppa? Wouldn't that be nice. I do miss him alot.

My train of thoughts was cut by the sound of the door opening. I quickly wipe my tears and grab a bottle of water and start drinking.

"Hey Q?" I turn to see Jimin oppa and Jungkook standing by the door.
"Come on! It's time to head back home." They say in unison.
"Y-yup coming.." I follow them, my mind somewhere else.

We head into the van. Everyone was quiet probably tired from the full day of practice.

"Hey Quinnie, why are you're eyes so swollen and puffed up?" Namjoon oppa suddenly spoke up. I guess the silence was too awkward for him.
"Oh I'm just really tired that's it." I gave him a calm smile, that completely contracted with what I was actually feeling.
He just nodded and the rest of the ride was silent. We reached our dorm and everyone freshened up. Jin and Yoongi oppa left to cook dinner in the kitchen and the rest of the boys I'm guessing started playing games. I just went to the room to read more comments.

It was around 8 30pm when Jin oppa called us to eat.
"Guys! If you don't come now no beef for you!!!"

We all went to the dining room. I just didn't feel like eating. The comments were eating up my mind. I needed to get some fresh air. I'm feeling claustrophobic.