Although I want to stay with you
I'm stuck with a phobia
I can't go there, where you are
I can't approach youStray Kids - Phobia ♪
I'm calling him.
I picked up my phone and went straight to the call app when I received an Instagram notification.
It was a comment on one of my photos.
"I'm late to the party, but who do you think you are to be going around hugging my Doyoung? That's my baby!!!!"
Soon someone replied to their comment, and the chain went on and on. Fuck. It was happening again.
"Right?! That's what I'm saying!"
"You're literally no one and are trying to become famous by leaching off others. Ew."
"No entiendo lo que dicen bien pero no me gusta esta tipa"
"Why are you guys being so fucking rude? Wtf get a life!"
"This ugly bitch thinks she can date Doyoung?! Don't make me laugh"
"You guys are disgusting. The article literally says that they're just friends! Wtf is wrong with you?! Giving this girl hate for no reason. Seyeon, don't listen to them!!"
"Who cares what the article said? MS was clearly trying to cover it up... honestly, I'm so disappointed in Doyoung for dating this bitch."
My phone shook in my hands. The mean comments always overpowering the good ones. I felt my breath hitch and a tear stream down my cheek. I hadn't even realized I was crying.
I turned the device off, scoffing as the idea of calling him became more like a dream than a reality.
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Little Starlights | Mark Lee
FanfictionMusic is their lives. And music will bring them together. A simple minded girl finds herself entangled in the complicated world of show business. She must push through all the hardship to find friendship, love, and her own music. ✁✃✁✃✁✃✁✃✁✃✁✃✁✃✁✃✁✃✁...