"let's flip a coin. If heads, you're mine. If tails, I'm yours. Deal?"
Renowned CEO Kim Taehyung stumbles upon a studio for a business meeting, but his attention is immediately captured by a beautiful piece of music. Intrigued, he follows the music...
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It had been a revelation, one that had shaken me to my core and left me with a profound understanding of Yuna's struggles.
Yuna had enochlophobia, the fear of crowds.
It wasn't just a simple aversion to crowded places; it was a deep-seated fear that stemmed from traumatic experiences in her past.
My heart ached at the thought of what she had endured, the pain she had carried in silence.
She had confided in me about the sexual assault she had suffered at the hands of her relative, her uncle, a betrayal of trust that had scarred her deeply.
And as if that wasn't enough, she had been subjected to the unspeakable horror of rape by a group of boys, an ordeal that had left her with a crippling fear of being watched and harassed by many.
It was a heavy burden to bear, one that had caused her to withdraw from the world, to avoid performing in front of people.
I now understood why Yuna had been so reluctant to share her art with the world, why she had preferred the solitude of the empty auditorium.
Her fear of crowds, of being watched and judged, was a manifestation of the trauma she had endured.
It was a battle she fought every day, one that she had kept hidden from everyone, including me.
Despite the pain and the fear that she carried, she had shown remarkable strength and resilience.
She had faced her demons head-on, even if it meant confronting her phobia in the most challenging way possible.
I knew that Yuna's journey to healing would be a long and difficult one, but I was determined to be there for her every step of the way.
She had shown me a side of herself that few had seen, and it had deepened the connection between us.
I was no longer just a silent admirer; I was her friend, her confidant, and I would do everything in my power to support her on her path to recovery.
I couldn't help but think about the strength that resided within her. She was a survivor, a fighter, and I had no doubt that she would emerge from this darkness stronger than ever.
And when that day came, I would be there to witness her shine, to watch her dance with the world once more, free from the chains of her past.
