❝ she tells him she's feeding him and loving him,
nonetheless, she also feeds on his happiness and hope. ❞
▸ a story in which a boy is a girl's doll.
▸ but no matter how hurt he is, a doll's best trait is always keepi...
― "mom! i want to throw this doll away! i have better ones to play with."
― hyunjin was relieved for a split second when he realized he wasn't going to go anywhere else rather than the trashcan.
― luckily, he was being placed into her cousin's house.
― the boy was a small, deft and nimble little boy who liked dolls.
― at night, hyunjin would softly sob, sitting next to the window.
― when he cried, his crescent eyes would droop, he would pout slightly and looked up to the moon that shaped just like his lovely eyes.
― "moon? would you tell me what to do now?"
― but the moon would just comfort him with soft rays of light.
― he embraced it, taking it as comfort.
― but the boy was lost in nowhere. where was he going to go?
― so, he cornered himself, his fragile body shivering from the cold and started to space out.
― because he was lost and did not know where lifetime would lead him towards.
― guess it'll be better tomorrow.
the end.
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guys! thanks for reading, this was just a short piece of thought from my stupid mindset
as you can see, you can interpret this story however you want, either it is about abusive relationships or the dark side of the entertainment industry not caring about their idols' mental health.
but i made the points about the kpop idols in bold, so it would be interesting for you to go back to the first chapter and interpret the bolded lines on your own, about what problems i was SO AGGRESSIVE ABOUT PFFT--
the act that hyunjin told everyone on two kids' room about how he was judged by how only his looks mattered also inspired my story
