Beautiful, Dirty, Rich (Monsta X Fanfiction)

Chapter Thirty: Karaoke and Chance Encounters

Strap in, guys. This is a long one.

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"Just say what you gotta say

Eojjeom kkeut-kkaji meoteopni?

Fiancé? Beyonce! I'm walkin' out of destiny

Chorahan holloga anin hwaryeohan solo, that's my way

Modeungeol da jweosseuni oheeryeo nan huhwae an hae"

I belted out "Go Away" by 2NE1, dancing aimlessly around a private karaoke room, all alone. After the events of today, I couldn't find the will to go home. I didn't want to spend all night pitying myself. I knew I'd just cry in my room all night while eating ice cream.

No, I had to get this pent-up energy out.

And I couldn't think of a better way to get out my energy than Karaoke.

"Deo meotjin sarang mannalgae

Neol huhwaehagae mandeuleo julgae

Seulpeumeun jigeum ppooniya, boy

Cause love is over,

love, love is over tonight"

I finished the song, collapsing onto the couch in exhaustion. There was a large bottle of soda on the table, that I took of a swig of. I don't know if I have the energy to sing another song, but I've paid for another hour. So I'm sticking around no matter what.

I set down the microphone, staring at the song selection screen blankly. The colorful lights changed, illuminating my depression in a multitude of colors. The cheerful lights starkly juxtaposed my gloomy mood.

"How is this happening to me?" I muttered.

Shownu is the perfect boyfriend. Or, at least, I always thought he was. But what if our whole relationship has been a lie? What if he isn't as perfect as I thought he was? Clearly Shownu and Harin have a long history, dating back to their childhood. I'm sure his family is going to push their relationship.

Now that Harin's at Shinwa Academy, I wonder if I should just give up.

"But I don't want to break up..." I muttered, my eyes pricking with tears.

I shook my head, not wanting to cry. I picked another song to sing, something more positive.

"Bad bad I'm sorry I'm bad

I'm just the way I am

nam singyeong sseugo salgin akkawo

hago sipeun il hagido bappa

My life nae mamdaero

sal geoya malliji ma

nan teukbyeolhanikka YEAH"

After that song, I sat back down on the couch. Now I felt like a snack, reaching out for a mini cookie. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed from movement. I glanced to the window of the karaoke room, finding someone looking in at me.

I startled, choking on the snack for a moment.

'What the hell?!' I thought, taking a swig of soda to force the snack down my throat.

The door to my karaoke room open, and in walked a rather handsome man, who was about my age. He was well-dressed, clearly too wealthy to be here. He had a very welcoming aura, so I wasn't scared of him. However, I just didn't know why he was coming into my karaoke room.