Chapter 3

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The licorice went straight to her mouth, as she was sat on the sofa, with the hoodie on and watching the TV.

Avril went out. Something that she needed to solve, was her explanation.

As for Blanka, she was hanging out with Zaylin.

So the apartment was all for herself.

Her thoughts were filled with peace, thinking about how well the idols were doing, how relaxed they looked after all those months.

Nonetheless, she wished for all their problems to fade.

If she could take all the burden by herself, she would without hesitation, as long as they were free from all that haunted them.

Suddenly, a knock was heard on her door, making her turn her head towards it.

"Who could it be?"

A second knock made her stand up, making her way to the entrance, silently watching through the peephole.

"... What is he doing here?"

Unlocking the door, she opened it, revealing a camouflaged Eunwoo, who seemed to be nervous.

- Hi... - he mumbled, lowering his mask, smiling softly.

- Dongmin... - she looked at both sides, checking no one was stalking him, opening widely the door to let him in - Come in.

The boy nodded, entering the apartment.

- I was scared this wasn't the correct address. - he admitted, carefully scanning the place - It's cozy.

- Yeah. - once the door was closed, she placed a friendly hand on his back, careful to not startle him - Do you want something? Water? Coffee?

- N-No... No. I'm good.

Jiyeong sighed, heading towards the sofa once the door was closed.

- Don't stay there. Sit down, make yourself at home.

- Tha-Thankyou...

Once the black-haired sat down beside her, the female crossed her legs, getting comfortable, and retaking her task of eating licorice.

- Want some? - she offered.

- ...No, thankyou. - he smiled slightly, his gaze fixed on his lap.

The younger scanned his expression.

"He is troubled by something, and the fact that he is here means he hasn't talked to anyone yet."

She scooted closer, eyes on him.

- What burdens you? - one of her hands made her way to his back, caressing softly - You can tell me if you need to get it out, you know that, that's probably why you came here, right?

Her voice remained calm.

Even when he broke down and the first tears came out of his eyes.

Without hesitation, she brought him closer, hugging him tightly, letting the boy rest his head on her shoulder, his hands wrapping around her waist.

- I-I... a-all I ha-have is m-my face? D-Do I really not stand o-out in another thing tha-that's not my looks.

"So he has seen it."

She seethed, softly rubbing his back and caressing his hair.

- Don't give a damn about people. - she muttered - Of course you are more than just a visual. Do I have to remind you your amazing dancing and singing? Or acting? Sadly, people are repulsively superficial.

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