Rap Monster:
Hmm... ? (eoseo wa bangtaneun cheoumiji)? The performance went on just like any other performance. Nothing went wrong, the fans screamed at the top of their lungs chanting the chants that you would hear in any other performance. It's kind of funny right now at this very moment I'm on stage but somewhere else whether it here in Korea or some other place in the world someone is doing something completely different. Something I would've been doing if I hadn't chose this life with Bangtan... I always wonder, sometimes a hundred maybe even a thousand times how would my life be like if I hadn't chose BigHit? ? (Hyung what's wrong?) Said Jungkook as I got off stage. (Nothing I'm OK). Finally our last concert had finished for the year and now all of us could take a break. By break however, I mean only from TV's and Cameras because as soon as this is over its back to writing music for the next promotion. But that's the exact thing I don't look forward to. You think I would because MUSIC IS MY LIFE, but when you do the same thing over and over again everyday. Everyday like a machine wake up, put on makeup, what kind of song can I possibly write with experiences such as these. I'll tell you what kind of music, bad music. These types of feelings and thoughts always make me feel really lonely. It's not like I am lonely Bangtan is always there with me, but it doesn't stop me from feeling this way. Do I really need someone beside me all the time to fill this void inside my heart? A thought that has crossed my mind a lot. As we pass the crowd of fans and settle in the car I once again think of how worrisome the future is.
Celine:
There's no such thing as a life that's better than yours I say out load without fully knowing it. What? my friend Sara says as we wait for our professor to get to class and start the lecture. Nothing just thinking, knows how to make a great song I respond.
Idiot! I told you! You're doing this stupid project by yourself... That's what people like you do. You work for people like us the rich! You heard Jason once again yelling at Chris, and once again Chris just stood there and took it.
That's enough Jason! I stood up once again not thinking the effects my actions might have. No one deserves to be treated that way it doesn't matter if you're rich I responded immediately after. Jason gives me this intense stare and says Don't you think you should stop defending the weak? as he walks out the classroom. As the door closes behind Jason I help Chris pick up the papers scattered around his desk.
Chris... I know you're not OK with this and I'm not going to convince you to do something you don't want to do, but please try stand for yourself. I know I don't have too do it for you, but I want to because I know you're a good guy. Once again I get no response from Chris and as always he just sits back in his seat and prepares to take notes.
Cell way do you always interfere, you know once you head to Korea he won't have you here to defend him.
I know, but... Chris is my friend and I don't want him to have a hard time.
A fly is your friend but you can't stop people from killing them... Sara says annoyed.
Sara you're so smart I say as I hug her tightly.
Just please stay away from messes like these in 2 more days we'll be in Korea, Seoul Ballet Theater to be precise and it'll be one huge step towards our dream of ballerinas. Sara says enthusiastically.
Yea you're right! those words come out of my mouth so easily, but honestly I don't really care about being a ballerina. However I wasn't going to tell Sara or my mom that because to them that's suppose to be the ultimate dream.
Alright class and so Music studies begins states the professor, and just like that another day in Julliard begins.