4 weeks later
I sat at the front row. The stage lights started changing, this was it. I watched the spotlight shine on my best friend, with her newly dyed orange hair and black on black outfit. My eyes laid upon the girl that will be creating number one singles, a role model to her fans. I believed in Hyerin, the music started to play and I watched her body move slowly to the melody.
"Wow," I heard Namjoon, whisper beside me.
She looked up and brought the mike to her mouth, and the venue was filled with a voice as sweet as honey and nectar. Words that spoke of loving someone that was out of reach. Wanting to love someone who is in a completely different world. The lyrics of the song aimed to hit the hearts of every person that was seated. I turned my head to take a glance at Namjoon who looked as if he was in a trance, I figured that he was the one that wrote the lyrics. I looked up at Hyerin on stage, she caught my eye and winked at me. The music started to fade out, and the screen behind her started to flicker. A side grin appeared on her face, "this is what you've been waiting for," she walks off the stage and a military beat starts to come in.
I nudged Namjoon, "What is happening?" I ask.
He put his finger to his lips, I frowned at him and looked back at the stage. The beat continued, and my heart stopped. He has a black trench coat, white t shirt with various silver necklace, walking towards the front of the stage. With the mike in his hand he made snarl and the first line came out his mouth. The stage was his slave and he was the master, he crouched down as he demolished the verses. The speed of his words. He came back to the centre of the stage and his eyes met mine. I watched his tongue run over his bottom lip and he let the words tongue technology come out as growl. At that moment, I had forgotten how to breathe, I choked. He bounced his hand up and down getting the crowd to vibe with him
"A to the G to the U to the STD!" He shouted.
Agust D
2 hours later
Yoongi POV
I looked at my reflection, I sighed at my pitiful image.
"Ah Yoongi who are you really protecting?" I whisper.
My reflection smirked at me, I am a coward. I let her go because I didn't want her to deal with the stress that comes with dating an idol. But am I even an idol? I treated her like she was worth nothing after promising to make up for how I treated her when we first met.
"I'm so confusing," I sigh to myself and place my hands on to my table and closed my eyes. Agust D was unleashed today. I don't want money from this, but just for my fans to know the real me. What goes on in my head? What I went through...
"Will she listen," if she could listen to the words I wrote, I'm not asking to recieve sympathy from her, but maybe she'd understand.
