A portrait of the unseen [COMPLETE]

Chapter 9 Hardwork

My career is doing good, but it seems something is wrong

I've heard rumours about me getting into the company, and it's not true, It's all from my hard work

As the days passed, the whispers and rumours about me seemed to grow louder, echoing through the halls of the entertainment company. I tried my best to focus on my work, to drown out the negativity swirling around me, but it was impossible to ignore the judgmental glances and hushed conversations that followed me wherever I went.

One afternoon, as I made my way to a rehearsal, I overheard snippets of conversation from a group of my co-artists. Their voices were hushed, but their words cut through me like knives.

"Did you hear about Lexa?"

"Yeah, I heard she only got in because her friend is the daughter of the company."

"It's not fair. There are so many more talented people who deserve a chance."

I felt a knot form in the pit of my stomach as I listened to their words, the weight of their accusations pressing down on me like a heavy burden. It wasn't the first time I had heard such things, but each time felt like a fresh wound, reopening old scars and feeding my insecurities.

I tried to push the hurt and anger aside, focusing instead on the task at hand. But the words lingered in my mind, festering like a poison, until I could no longer ignore them.

That evening, as I sat alone in my room, the weight of the accusations weighing heavily on my shoulders, Ryu entered, her expression filled with concern.

"Lexa, are you okay?" she asked softly, reaching out to touch my shoulder.

I shook my head, unable to hold back the flood of emotions that threatened to overwhelm me. "I don't know, Ryu," I admitted, my voice choked with tears. "It's just... everything feels so unfair."

Ryu wrapped her arms around me, pulling me close in a comforting embrace. "I know it's hard, Lexa," she murmured, her voice filled with empathy. "But please don't listen to them. You earned your place here, and no one can take that away from you."

Her words brought me a measure of comfort, but the doubts still lingered, gnawing at me from within. "But how could they say that, Ryu?" I whispered, the fear and uncertainty in my voice laid bare.

Ryu pulled back slightly, her gaze meeting mine with unwavering determination. "You're here because of your talent and hard work, not because of who you know. And anyone who says otherwise doesn't know the first thing about you."

In that moment, as I looked into Ryu's eyes, I knew that she was right. No matter what others might say or think, I had earned my place in the company through sheer determination and perseverance. And with Ryu by my side, I felt a newfound sense of strength and confidence, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

As the days turned into weeks, my life became a whirlwind of activity once again. With the contest behind me, I found myself caught up in a flurry of meetings, photo shoots, and public appearances. Each day seemed to blur into the next, and before I knew it, a month had passed in the blink of an eye.

Despite my best intentions, I found myself with hardly a spare moment to spare, let alone spend time with Ryu. As much as I missed her, the demands of my burgeoning career left me with little choice but to prioritize my obligations.

It pained me to see Ryu's messages go unanswered, her calls going straight to voicemail as I juggled my responsibilities with my newfound fame. And yet, no matter how guilty I felt for neglecting her, I couldn't seem to find the time to make things right.

Then, one day, my management team informed me of a new opportunity: a chance to move into a luxurious condo in the heart of the city. It was an offer too good to refuse, they assured me, a sign that my career was on the rise.

Excited by the prospect of a fresh start, I eagerly accepted their offer, packing up my belongings and saying goodbye to Ryu's house, which had been my home for so long. As I settled into my new surroundings, surrounded by the trappings of success, I couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that gnawed at my heart.

Despite the glamour and excitement of my new life, I couldn't help but long for the simplicity and warmth of Ryu's presence. Her absence weighed heavily on me, a constant reminder of the sacrifices I had made in pursuit of my dreams.

But as I looked out at the city skyline from my new apartment, I made a silent promise to myself: no matter how busy my life became, I would never forget the love and support that Ryu had given me. With that thought in mind, I vowed to make things right and find a way to reconnect with the person who meant more to me than anything else in the world.

As I lounged on the couch, flipping through channels on the TV, something caught my eye. It was a familiar face, one that I knew all too well. But what surprised me was the context in which I saw it.

There, on the screen, was Ryu, my girlfriend, immersed in a competitive mobile gaming tournament. Her focus was intense as she skillfully navigated the virtual world, her fingers flying across the screen with lightning speed.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. How had I not known about this? How had Ryu managed to keep such a significant aspect of her life hidden from me?

As I watched her compete, a mix of emotions washed over me. On one hand, I felt a surge of pride at seeing her excel in her passion. She was truly remarkable, her talent undeniable as she dominated the competition with ease.

But alongside that pride was a pang of guilt. Guilt for not being there to support her, guilt for not knowing about this important part of her life. How could I have been so blind?

As the tournament came to an end and Ryu emerged victorious, a sense of awe washed over me. She was incredible, and there was no denying it. And yet, I couldn't shake the feeling of regret that lingered in the back of my mind.

It was then that I realized what I had to do. I had to make things right with Ryu to apologize for neglecting her and to show her that I was truly sorry for my actions. Because no matter how busy her schedule became, I would always be the most important person in her life.

I immediately messaged her, saying congratulations

Days passed

she didn't even reply

is this the end?

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I wanted to say that bare with me if I have grammatical errors since english is not my first language,

YGS_Chouder