I sat in the corner of the room, watching the others practice. After I tried a couple more times, I decided to give up, and only hope that I'll be able to hit the notes tomorrow.
The more I didn't do anything, the more depressing my thoughts became. What if my voice cracked and I loose my 1st place spot? What if mom is looking at me, extremely disappointed, from above?
Is my 1st place spot earned by people pitying me or my hard work?
I was so tired. My mind felt weak, my body felt weak, I just felt like one of those floppy blow-up balloons.
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That was an exact description of me. But jokes aside, I seriously felt depressed and angry at myself.
I'm such a baby. I scowled and dropped my pen on the ground, silently exiting the practice room.
I sighed and sat on the ground in the hallway. I rested my head on my arms that rested on my knees. Is she really dead? Did the doctors really give up and are just telling me to have hope? Is she suffering in that coma?
Without mom, I really had no one. I don't know who and where my dad was, or if he was even dead or not. I had no relatives that lived in Korea, all of them moved to the states. If mom left, I would really have no one. I missed her so much. I missed her texts asking me if I was okay, I missed her calls telling me how excited she was for me.
My eyes started tearing up at the thought. Being all alone, no one supporting me and my dreams. I won't have anything to look forward to when I succeed--or if I succeed.
One drop. Then two. Then three. Then a whole waterfall of tears came out. I didn't realize how much I was holding back until I let it out. My only thoughts were my regrets, frustrations, and disappointment towards myself.
I quietly sobbed by myself.
"Jihyun?"
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WOO JINYOUNG POV.
I walked down the hallways to go to the vending machine for a good vitamin drink, until I saw someone sitting down.
I squinted, since I wasn't wearing my contacts or glasses. It looked like Jihyun to me--but what was she doing?
I silently neared and heard her sobs. I froze for a second, not knowing what to do. My heart ached at the sight of her like this.
"...Jihyun?" I asked quietly.
Her head snapped up, and I saw her puffy red eyes before she put her head down again.
