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C H A P T E R 12

That night I cried so hard, my eyes were red and puffy.

Why eomma, don't you love me. Let me be free.

It's been a week, I continued as an underground rapper, but I stopped selling my work.

I was about to leave to head home when Mr Kim stopped me, "Gloss, I find that you have great potential. You never fail to make me smile, I want you to try this. Next week, go try this audition, you don't have to come to work. Here's the money for that day you won't come. I wish you all the best Gloss." Mr Kim said as he showed me a video.

I smiled.

This is it, a new Journey.

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Ayo hit man bang!

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