Not Waving, But Drowning || Lee Know Centric

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It was awful today.

We had to record a song for an unexpected album, and I couldn't get any of my lines right.

Channie seemed stressed out.

I made it worse.

They had wasted about twenty minutes just on me.

I disappointed them, again.

They told me it was okay, and that it happens to everyone, but I can read right through them.

They're angry.

Disappointed.

Pure hatred in their eyes, trying to hide it with a smile.

I see it. I can tell they hate me.

Who doesn't, Minho? Don't act so surprised
and hurt, it was expected.

Expected.

It was.

It really was...

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I woke up late today. As far as I knew, we had nothing planned.

A day off, doesn't that sound so beautiful? We've spent our butts off trying to perfect the next album, and surprisingly, it seems to be going well.

At least for them it is, im a mess.

My voice keeps going out of tune, and I have nothing to blame it on except myself.
I shouldn't have eaten that much that morning, all the food I swallowed like a pig probably did something to my voice.

Great, Minho. Just great. Another thing to worry about.

I walked downstairs, just to be met with a bunch of angry faces.

Fuck.

What did you do now?

Bangchan was the first to step up, looking frustrated. I felt naked in front of them, so small and weak, even in front of the youngest.

Pathetic.

"Minho," he sighed, trying not to get angry. "Why aren't you dressed yet?"

"I thought it was our day off?"

"No it's fucking not, Minho. Didn't you check what they sent? They've taken away our days off since they say we've been 'slacking off'. We're gonna be fucking late and probably get punished!"

Of course, I started problems, again.

They took our one and only free day away because of me.

I know it was because of me.

Just like I said, I can read right through them.

"I-im sorry. You can leave without me, I'll take a taxi or something." I bowed to my leader, speed walking up to my room as I begun fighting the tears away?

Cry? I don't cry.

No,

Lee know doesn't cry.

I came back to my senses and rushed to put on my clothes, not even having time to spray on deodorant.

Just don't hug anyone.

Fuck, why would anyone even hug you
anyway?

Click

They left.

Who can blame them? Nobody would want to be under the same roof as you anyway.

You're fucking useless.

Yeah, I am.

But I can't let them know.

Can't risk any more damage.