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𝑭𝑰𝑿𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑮 𝑾𝑨𝑽𝒀 𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑹 𝑻𝑶 𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑬, 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑬𝑴𝑨𝑳𝑬 𝑳𝑬𝑻 𝑶𝑼𝑻 𝑨 𝑯𝑼𝑭𝑭 𝑩𝑬𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑬 𝑻𝑨𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑨 𝑺𝑬𝑨𝑻 𝑶𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑶𝑳. Her eyes roamed around the dimly lit bar. Everyone were already fixed on their seats and their eyes were all on her, anticipation evident in their stare, which gave her the confidence boost that she needed.

     She glanced at the band that was at left side of the stage and gestured them to begin playing the song that she chose for the night.

     It wasn't too soon before the familiar tune began playing. The female can't help but close her eyes and sway her head gently to the rhythm, immersing herself in to the song.

     "Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words..."

      Her clear, firm and slightly deep voice resounded throughout the silenced bar, catching the listeners off-guard. Everyone watched the young female in awe as her melodic voice finds its way through their ears, continuously charming them.

    "Telling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song...."

     Everyone was completely under her spell, from the way she sang and how her eyes roamed the crowd which adds points to how she delivers her song.

     Even the guy that was quietly sipping on his drink at the bar, had turned his body away from the bar counter to face the stage and in that exact moment, their eyes met.

     Needless to say, his heart dropped for a second.

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¹¹ ━━ TRUST
so you'll give you the best of you

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"―o no, I'll make sure to come back within this day."  

     Cinnabar stirred in her sleep, the unknown brightness blinding her even with her eyes closed. The female shifted her position to where she could avoid the brightness but when she did, her chest ached, causing her to release pained and hoarse groans.

     "Shit, that hurt." The Bewardomnian muttered, bringing her hand to the pain-struck area. She felt her warm crystal with tips of her fingers.

     The female slowly opened her eyes to let it adjust to the brightness.

     "I'll call you back."

     There was shuffling noises in the room but Cinnabar was too preoccupied with the pain in her chest that she didn't notice.

     "Hey hey, what's wrong?"

     Once her eyesight has adjusted to the brightness of the unfamiliar room, she darted her gaze towards the figure beside her bed.

     "Namjoon?"

     Her dimpled guardian smiled softly at her, worry all over his features.

     "Hey" Namjoon softly said.

     Cinnabar looked around, taking in the new environment. Plain and pale walls that seem to stretch forever since the ceiling, which had a single but large chandelier, was too high. There wasn't much in the room except a large, white closet that has very detailed elegant designs, and a white bedside table with an expensive-looking lamp. On the left side of her was a humongous window that was framed by the same lavender curtains as last night.