prologue

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A cheerful giggle resonated through the huge hall, followed by cheers of the audience. "It feels nice to stand here, knowing that my song could cheer you up. Before we wrap the show for tonight, please give a listen to the album that'll be released tonight. I would be really happy if you do. Well, it's time for the encore. I hope you listen to it well."

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Cries filled the room as Kibum fell on his knees. He kept crying, harder and harder as the time ticks by. He just wished that a miracle could happen and sweep him off the painful world he lived in.

"Kibum!" a worried voice was heard, muffled by the closed door of the bathroom and next was the banging of the door. "Kibum! If even dare to drink those pills again, i- please open this damned door!"

The door was slamed open as a tall man, Minho came in. His heart felt like
It was stabbed by thousands of knife as he looked at his best friend sitting in the running bath tub with soaking clothes as his forehead stayed on his knees, his body shaking to the sobs he released.

"It's alright now, i got you." he hugged the vulnerable boy who shone just a few hours ago on stage, not caring about how wet his shirt would get.

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