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A ghost-quiet silence is penetrating his with thoughts swamped mind, his over-blushed cheek pressed against the car's freezing glass as a drawn out yawn escapes the tip of his lips.
— Sleep.That's all Baekhyun longs for at this very moment. A ton of required sleep he missed thanks to all his crimped and busy schedule. When he dreamed of becoming an idol, he didn't imagine his life to be this chaotic. All his blooming mind wanted was to do the thing he loves the most for a living; singing. He's has already been passionate about singing with the age of 10 years, and since then he has watched those famous idols perform on stage – his raven orbs shinning just as brightly as the stars on the night sky as he watched them sing in total euphoria.
Euphoria.
That's what he imagined he would feel when becoming an idol, but sadly, he had never considered the dark side of it. All the hours of training, all the starving in order to stay 'in shape', all the eyes watching his every move and in particular, the worse part not seeing his family for years.
Not to forget, losing himself along the fame and all the responsibilities. His soul's dark walls are cracked by an invisible force, which seems to be trying to violate everyone's expectations of him into these cracks deep inside of him.
He may haven't realized yet, but every time he acts like the society wants him to, his own personality fades more and more — and it seems like one day he's going to be nothing more than an empty shell, a puppet controlled by people he doesn't even know — one day he's going to lose himself on the path he's currently walking on.
But this path is already set to stone, his feet already one with its rigid asphalt – he's already used to all the training and the unwanted attention he receives day for day. There's no running away, no possible escape. He chose the music, and the music just happen to come with this heavy burden.
Sometimes we just have to make sacrifices in order to fulfill our biggest dreams. That's how life works after all.
He presses his cheek closer against the freezing glass, his heavy eyelids fluttering open in exhaustion. He is really in the need of a good, long nap, but unfortunately he can't fall asleep in a moving vehicle.
His eyes glide towards his right side, straight right into Jongdae and Minseok's faces, whose eyes are already closed tightly, their heads leaned against their seatheads as their hard breaths swim in Baekhyun's ears.
Only unfortunate for him, because his group members already seem to be deep entangled in the comfortable walls of their dreamland.
Somewhere he wishes to be now.
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No matter how tired Baekhyun feels nor how exhausted he seems to be, performing on stage, in front of dozen of their anticipated fans always manages to fill him with the same euphoria he used to feel whenever watching those celebrities on Tv.
