SINGULARITY ━━ Kim Namjoon

CHAPTER SIXTY

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Singularity
Chapter Sixty
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THE WORLD was silent. The moon stood watch over the people beneath it, the stars shining in company as the night air cooled down the worries of the day until they were nonexistent. Yet, with a robe tied around her, Park Chinsun found herself still being troubled by her woes and sorrow, her tear filled eyes peering out the window of the dorm with a mug of hot chocolate pressed to her chest. Her socked feet were propped beneath her, her knees pressed into the back of the chair. The steam from her beverage made her nose run, her eyes stinging from the unshed tears and the steam. Her mind raced with worries and angry words spat in her direction during the two weeks she had been away.

She isn't even talented. She's only gotten so far because of her brother. She squeezed her eyes closed with a sigh. She's just trying to be relevant. Its almost impossible with a face like that. She brought the mug to her lips and took a ginger sip. Tears spilled over her cheeks as she sighed. She should just give up. The group would be even more successful without her. Would they? Would everyone in her life be happier without her there? She peered back up toward the rock in the sky with a hopeful glint in her eyes. "Why am I here?" she whispered, her voice wavering with emotion. Her bottom lip quivered. "What is the point in my being here?" she asked a bit louder, but quickly shushed herself in fear that her band mates would hear her.

"I always did my best growing up. I love people for themselves and treat everyone right." She shakily moved her falling hair from her eyes. Her tears felt like knives slicing the skin of her cheeks. The mug was beginning to feel heavier until she found herself almost spilling it on her lap. Her body began to shake uncontrollably as her emotions began to better her. She dropped the cup onto the coffee table beside her before clutching at the robe on her arms. Her eyes squeezed shut. She's pathetic. Its a wonder anyone likes her. She leaned her forehead against the back of the chair, letting the cool leather help the warmth behind her eyes. How can someone so repulsive be an idol? Aren't they supposed to be pretty?

The wall shielding her pure heart from the world crumbled to the floor around her like a wrecking ball had crashed through. Her whole body fell limp, her arms wrapped around herself, as her tears pelted like bullets toward the floor. Disgusting. She should quit. She deserves to die for hurting our boys. She should kill herself. A broken sob echoed within the pitch black room as her heart ripped apart. She never understood how Jimin handled trolls before her and continued to be his happy, cute self. Now, in the line of fire, she questioned whether or not she was truly made for this life. Were her dreams worth losing the best part of herself? She clawed at her chest, fighting to keep her heart from spilling to the depths of the world, forever missing.