Ceiling POV
It wasn't until Ateez had debuted that I actually began to fall apart. There was something so intensely damaging about how much San and Wooyoung loved eachother and how much everyone loved them.
Ceilings can't cry. If they could, I would have collapsed from lack of moisture at this point. Ceilings do, however, have feelings and mine were very hurt. If only there was some way I could show San that I was completely irrevocably in love with him.
Unfortunately, the only way he would notice me would be if I completely crumbled above him and I couldn't do that. Not only would it be deadly to me, I would simply be replaced and someone else would look at San from my exact position. Plus, I couldn't risk San getting hurt.
Before you face any emotional distress over my predicament, please note that I am a grown ass ceiling and I will be shooting my shot before giving up.
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falling | choi san
FanfictionHe was a dancer. She was a ceiling. She fell for him. (Yes, this is a fanfic about San and the KQ ceiling. Please don't judge me.)