𝘼 𝙑𝙊𝙄𝘾𝙀 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 || 𝖪𝖳𝖧 Halal 𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 ||

Chap 1: Spotlight

"I want today's night to be the best night I ever experienced".
"Yes sir! Everything is ready and managed, but there's a little p-problem"
"Are you for real? Now it's time, MY TIME to shine and you're telling me the problem oh come on".
"I'm sorry sir but it's important to tell you that cause today fans are being outclass crazy plus they are out of control they are breaking fence time to time as it's your solo album's release event"
The young guy who was sitting boiling in anger having hand on his forehead now stands up and got close to his manager as he was telling him the problem that was causing.
"Am I the manger?" Slowly but strictly the guy wearing fancy suit said glaring at his manager
"I'm sorry sir! We will manage, and sir be ready in 1 hour, rest well the we'll start" saying this the manager went out from makeup/ dressing room,
"I hate toxic and cling fans, they should set some boundaries what they think huh? I'll get impressed? Hahaha Fools".
He was saying this to his so called girlfriend
"Girls don't leave any chance when they know that the guy is handsome and rich neglecting the fact that they are just and insects with no value and no grace" A high pitched voice laughed from another side of the phone "They're aren't insects!! My all fans aren't like this! Some of them really love me I feel motivated by seeing them I feel a connection with them after all they are the reason I'm at this point their love and support made me stood there. They are like my Gods held my hand and made me stand here".
Said the guy now holding beer and taking sips after some seconds.
"Yeah yeah and ah I forgot to tell you today I'll come to your home after the concert we will have fun" Girl on another side said being happy but the guy remained same didn't show any interest as he used to show.
"Hm" said the guy being not interested.
"Is everything okay? You seem off"
Said the girl sensing the tone of him "Yeah all good just don't call me in some hours as you know I'll be busy"
"Okay baby I'll come-"
Be she could finish her sentence he cut the call sighing.
"Today is strange, ahh!!!!! Nothing seems interesting".
Finishing the class of beer he got up giving the slight touch to his make-up freshing it up. He got up cause it's his time to go to the stage his time to shine.

Spotlights everywhere, a forcing smile was only thing on his face, as he reached the stage spotlights were on him his head was hung low gathering all fake expression he could plastered.
After some second he moved his head up but eyes still closed .The only thing that could be heard was the screams and cheering sound.
"TAEHYUNG!!! Taehyung!! Taehyung!!"
Listening these screams he opened his eyes he feels proud his chin goes up whenever he listens the screams and cheering but todayhe was missing that feeling. Forcing the smile he started the concert, starting with his old solo songs. He is the lead singer of the kpop group BTS.
Today is his solo convert, basically the opening ceremony of his solo song "Rainy Days"
Taehyung aka V.
V is his stage name indicating victory, to him this is his victory, having fame and wealth. Taehyung stood on stage basking in the blinding lights and deafening screams of the sold out crowd. As the most famous member of the kpop group BTS, he was no stranger to the rush of adrenaline and the roar of fans. But tonight something felt off, excitement is no more, he was feeling like to leave everything here and go and sit alone somewhere.
As he launched into the final chorus of his hit single "Rainy Days"

~Rainy days I'm thinkin about you,
What to say I wish I could find the
Way right back to you
Rainy Days like~

The voice of girls screaming and calling him "Oppa Oppa". Seeking his attention.Cameras touches and Merches everywhere.
Tae's gaze drifted to the sea of faces. Fan's voice full of breath because of continuesly screaming. He was looking at his fans, searching for a connection. Instead he found himself fixated on a News report playing on a giant screen behind the audience. Tae tried to refocus what he was doing but here his efforts to focus on singing were all in vain.
The footage showed a young Palestinian girl fighting for her life face covered with burnt rashes and blood, taehyung stopped doing what he was doing. Seeing the news report of a girl he inhaled a deep breath. The second footage showed the freshly explosion that caused several buildings to turn into rubble just in one ago. His heart was racing in a uncommon speed. Scream showed the people and their eyes pleading for help as they stood amidst on the rubble of their home. Tae's heart skipped a beat, he felt a pang of guilt and discomfort knowing that his privilege life was far away from the harsh realities of the world.

Fans were gossiping looking at each other and then him time to time, his managers came up to the stage to know what happened.
"What happened, what's wrong sir, why you stopped?"
His eyes dried constantly looking at screen without without blinking. He didn't replied to him now the manager held his shoulder shaking him "Sir! It's giving a bad impact". Without saying anything he dropped the mic and jumped out of the stage without telling anyone he went out from the place where the concert was helding even without carrying his belongings.
As he reached to his car he saw his manager coming towards him even before he could reach him he started the engine and having the pace he droved off to somewhere, while driving he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease and discomfort, little did he knew, this was only the beginning of a journey that he never choosed would change his life forever.

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