Shin Ryujin is a successful solo artist, best known in her home country, South Korea.
Hwang Yeji is her new manager, who happens to also be Ryujin's ex girlfriend.
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Ryujin was a fucking liar.
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Ryujin laid back on the couch, listening to the song playing through her AirPods. Too many thoughts running through her mind. This song somehow reminded her of Yeji. Not them. Just her. Yeji's life.
" Will today be the same too? Am I the only one struggling? How can I endure this? Will things get better if I scream? "
Was she about to do that?
" I try to change things But there's nothing I can do There's nothing I have "
'It might just be my worst idea yet.'
" I'm just walking without a plan Tomorrow will be no different "
'This could be the end of me.'
" I want to rest I want to dream But I can't do anything "
'Am I about to risk it all?'
Ryujin sat down and took a photo. Last one before she does the dumbest thing she had ever done. It was a moment she needed to document.
'She won't do anything, why would I?'
She quickly typed a caption, posting it.
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'I can still back down.'
She opened Twitter and sighed.
'Who am I kidding. I made my decision the moment it came to my mind.'
She tweeted again.
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'Fuck.'
Then she opened the texting app on her phone.
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'Hwang fucking Yeji. You'll be the end of me.'
(Author's note: any guesses? I've had this planned for so long)
