3 months later~
I got used to the hurt of being restricted. Minghao had been training hard. I had been busy with a job I took up while Seventeen had not made their comeback. Technically it was not a job. I volunteered at an animal shelter. The heart hurts less when you make yourself busy.
Of course, after our pretend break-up, the disturbing stopped. However, my parents remained overseas to oversee the business in other countries. They sold the house grandma used to live in and I moved back to live in their house. My original home where I was never used to. It was a little further from the company building but at least I would not get many bad memories of grandma that could evoke tears.
I had managed to inform Minghao of my move when I bumped into Dino near the company building. I slipped him a small piece of paper with my new address to pass to Minghao.
Since I rarely came back for work, we rarely saw each other too. Once, he used Jun's phone to try to contact me and almost got beaten up by the group of men. I had no idea how but the men hired by his parents knew their stuff. It cancelled out the one possibility of us contacting often.
It has been some time since I touched him. The only people I had around me were my friends and the other volunteers at the animal shelter who also became my friends. I was too awkward to befriend the stylists who were older than me.
Apparently, I did not have to go down to the shelter today so I sat in silence and contemplated. All the decisions I made. Were they worth it? I sat at my dresser and looked up at my own reflection. I looked all regular. The dark under-eye circles and puffy red eyes from nights of crying were gone by now. I had gotten used to it. The hurt and sense of missing my loved ones that lingered in my heart were something I got used to. I took note of my plain black hair. I held some strands in my hand and stared at it.
Should I?
I had a flashback to when the Seventeen members got a hairstyle and colour change at the salon for their Pretty U comeback. I had second thoughts back then on dyeing my hair brown. Minghao said I would look good with brown hair. I tapped my chin.
I looked back at myself in the mirror and imagined myself with light brown hair. Actually. Maybe no. I can do better than this. I did a quick search before a trip to the hairdresser. I had wanted to try this for a while now. I needed a boost in my self-esteem and confidence.
After a few dreadful hours of making small talk with the hairdresser, my hair was finally done. I thanked the staff on the way out. I took a picture and sent it to my close friends.
Me: It's... Not very obvious, right? I think people are staring at me. ._.
Se-jong: Nope. It's just you, babe.
Minah: ^^ Even if they stare, it's probably because you look good~
Their words calmed me down and I got less self-conscious. Perhaps, I was just overthinking like always. Dyeing the bottom half of my hair was not as bad as dyeing my whole head. I made my way home, trying my best to ignore anyone who seemed to stare at me.
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Finally, the moment came. The moment when I could finally meet and see Minghao again. Today was the shooting for their music video. I heard some members had dyed their hair, Minghao included. I was not assigned to go to the hair salon so I could not see what Minghao and the rest of the members had done to their hair.
I came early to set up and prepare. That was also the first time in a few months that I had seen the stylists. Once they saw me, they gawked.
"Oh my god, Hee-young! You dyed your hair! So cool!" Ji-hae shrieked and ran up to me.
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