It's been 7 years since I joined BTS. Joining them was the best decision of my life. I was an unofficial member of BTS. An orphan who gave every last piece of myself to the group whom I called my family.
For years, I work for them not as a member but more as a staff, whether it's sorting their schedules, packing their bags, making last moment plans, doing their makeup or anything.
Still, I don't get my identity..For years, I had endured relentless lies from a jealous member. A pick me attention seeker, who always acts like a saint. Cruel mockery from the group, indifference from the company which always saw me disposable & easily replaceable. Receiving a flood of daily death threats from the haters and yet no one bothered to spot it.
For the company, it was a better opportunity cause now they are getting higher views and fame in comparison to old times.
And then came the final blow of life where everything got silenced. No rumors, no lies & no applause, just a final blow of victory for everyone...
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