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Stage 19

Chapter 20: Stage 19

"Imagine the trouble you could have caused if a stalker appeared!" Manager Seijin scolded.

You and Yoongi were sitting on the living couch with your head down and hands clasped together. It has been almost half an hour since you and Yoongi came back from the silent walk back to the cabin.

You didn't say anything or make any noise towards Yoongi after that conversation, and it seems Yoongi had gotten the hint to keep quiet as well.

Why were you like this?

Because of you, Yoongi got worried about you, so he took you out to comfort you.

You weren't stupid, you knew something was up the moment he decided to ditch the shoot for something other than producing.

And now here you are, with both you and Yoongi getting scolded.

He was getting scolded because of you.

It is all your fault.

"Do you boys understand?" Manager Seijin finished with a final huff, as you both nodded.

You quickly stood up when Manager Seijin left. You couldn't take the awkward atmosphere or the confrontation that Yoongi might do.

"And where are you going?" Yoongi said before you could step out of the living room entrance.

You froze for a second before ignoring him and making your way towards the hallway bathroom. You closed the door shut and locked it. Your back hit the marble room wall as you slid down and sat on the bathroom's floor.

There was a body mirror placed in front of you, you stared at yourself.

Your face was just like Jungkook's.

Your height was just like Kookie's.

But that was it. That was all to it.

The rest was just you.

It was your physical weight.

It was your voice.

It was your gaze.

It was your inefficiency.

The you in the mirror was smiling.

Yet, your face was blank. Your lips curved upwards but your eyes weren't shining.

This was it.

This was the mask you had been wearing since long ago.

This was the mask that you had forgotten that was on your face.

The mask that you showed everybody and anybody.

But now, the mask is cracking.

Because someone noticed the mask. The high quality mask is shattering.

The cracked holes were revealing what's been hidden for so long.

The ugly you.

Don't leave me.

Don't let go.

The you kept in the darkness didn't want to see the light.

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The sound of the running water filled the room as you splash your face several times.

Everything was fine.

It just had to be.

You closed the tap and rubbed your face with a towel. You went and grab your toothbrush and noticed that the razor that you put next to it was gone. You rolled your eyes.