Pieces of Peace

Pieces of Peace

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He's tired. Exhausted, really. Not just in body-but in spirit, in soul. Every day feels like a silent war he didn't ask to fight. The fear- It lingers like smoke, always in the air. The fear of him. The one who forced his way in and never left. The one who turned safety into a stranger. He dreads going to work. He dreads the hallways, the rehearsals, the possibility of brushing past him. He dreads the lies he tells with a smile. "I'm fine." "I'm just tired." "I'm okay." He hides. From the truth. From his members. From the question in their eyes he's too scared to answer. How do you tell the people you love that someone is breaking you? Slowly. Quietly. Every single day. If only he had the courage. Just one moment of boldness- To look him in the eye and say, "No more." Would that set him free? He hopes so. He has to hope. Because right now, hope is all he's got left.
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Y/N has always known how to disappear. Not in the dramatic sense-she shows up to class, hands in assignments on time, smiles when someone makes eye contact. But underneath the surface, she's mastered the art of blending in. Of becoming the kind of person no one asks too many questions about. The kind of person who's always "fine." Behind the quiet exterior, though, is a girl carrying too much. Pressures from home she never talks about. Expectations that weigh her down like wet concrete. A constant, exhausting effort to be good enough-for her professors, her peers, her family. Especially her family. Her world is small, predictable, and carefully managed. Until she meets him. Bang Chan walks into her life like a warm breeze in the middle of winter. He sees her in a way no one else does, and that alone is terrifying. Because Y/N isn't used to being seen. And she definitely isn't used to being understood. This is a story about quiet pain and louder healing. About the people who sneak into your life when you need them the most. And about the courage it takes to stop hiding-even from yourself.

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