Chapter 1:

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Right, now I'm living because I can't die. But I don't have anything I want to do.
I'm in so much pain and loneliness,
But people around me keep on telling me to regain my consciousness...
I'm scared to open my eyes everyday
And start breathing.

I'm min yoongi. Im a South Korean rapper. I'm in a group called BTS.
I have released my own album. I have fame, money, talent, looks. But there's one thing I don't have. Happiness.
I just want to escape this world sometimes. I can't handle this. I just want to wake from this ever lasting hell.
Help me.

When cameras are on me, I have to smile. I have to be happy. I have to be perfect.
But inside I feel pain and suffering....

PDnim: right guys. As you all know, we have a major concert coming up soon, and we wanted to surprise the fans with a whole new song.
Rap mon: oh yes thats a great idea! Well me hobi, and yoongi can write the song..... and the others can work out the dance maybe?
Jungkook: yeah that will work.
Jimin: hay yoongi, no setting fire to anything in this song this time!
*they all laugh*
You: sure Jimin....... *you sigh*
Taehyung: you alright yoongi?
You: yeah
Hobi: anyways, back to the new song.
PDnim: yeah, so what kind of topic are we doing this time rm?
Rap mon: why don't we do it about us.... like how we got here? What we had to go through?
Jin: yeah that's a really good idea
PDnim: okay, well I will leave you guys to work this out.

*a couple of hours past, and rap monster was working on his rap, j hope on his, the others on the dance and their singing parts, and you were in your studio writing yours*.

I write my last line..
And I am satisfied with it.

The very first stage we stood under the name Bangtan
I revisit how we felt about our first stage 3 years ago
Still I'm nothing different from a rural Daegu rapper but
I wrote the word "pro" on top of "amateur"
While rapping and dancing on the stage I wanted so badly
I feel yet alive, the tiresome trip to work and back home
I can withstand such troubles because my people are watching me
Because even if my body hurts, the cheers come rolling in
Before and after debut difference lies on the boundary between idol and rapper
Living on, my notebook's still filled with rhymes
In the waiting room and between performances I hold a pen and write the lyrics
This is how I am, did something about me change before your eyes?
Damn shit I'm still the same
I changed, you say? (what?) Go and tell them
Without change I keep my essence I'm still rapperman
Unchanging since 3 years ago I rap and sing I'm out.

I lean back on my chair, and check the time.
3 in the morning. I Don't have time to sleep. So I will just continue working on my part I guess.
You sigh, and start to write down some piano notes.

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