𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒀𝒐𝒖 | 𝐌.𝐘𝐆 𝐱 𝐁𝐓𝐒 ✓

Seven | Me...

One last tape was in Taehyung's hands.
One final say.

And no one was sure if they'd want to watch it.

"It's his." Jin said, with a voice stronger than he thought it'd be.
"It's his and he would want us to see it especially."

Everyone agreed and Taehyung put in the tape.

...Hey everyone.

His voice was heard but where was his face?
Everyone wondered if the tape wasn't working properly.

Don't worry about the black screen,
I just don't want you to see me right now.

I'm a terrible person.
I know I shouldn't say that but I can't think any other way.

I went against my parents' wishes and trained as a rapper to become an idol.
Although they're proud of me now, I keep thinking about how they suffered when the media kept targeting us.

Ruffling disturbed the sound quality.

Then there's being misunderstood.
People think I'm cold and mean... Am I?
All this talk about who I am and who I should become is frustrating.

The future scares me, why am I scared?
I get so exhausted over it all, I'm tired of thinking about my imperfections all the time.
I'm tired of hearing about them.

...I just want this all to stop.

He whispered, sobbing afterwards.

I just want to live my life without anyone judging my every move!
Why is that so hard to get!?

He screamed in frustration before heaving heavily.

...now all I want- all I need is for it to end.

The sound went off and the room plunged into silence again.
Everyone stayed in place, no one needed to talk anymore.

One by one, they cleared the room and left to their own.
Not wanting to socialise anymore.

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