You think by this age you were able to tell fact from fiction and reality from delusion, but why did these emotions feel so real from pre-determined messages catered towards a programmed bias. Yoosung, the adorable student who needed your motivation to face grief. Then there was Zen, the narcissist who was bullied by family and needed someone to believe in his career. Jaehee, the girl who you lent your strength to stand up and fight for her own dream. Jumin, the obsessive millionaire who just needed you to see him as a person rather than a bank account. Saeran, the left behind misfit who needed you to help him see beyond his hurt past. V, the blinded, literally and metaphorically by a person who only wanted to see him suffer needed you to see the truth. Lastly, Luciel, no 707, no Saeyang, the person who needed you when he had no one by his side.
You heard everyone's pain and problems and helped them overcome them one route at a time. The sleepless nights with alarms at ungodly hours and during the day checking your phone every 2 hours to see if you missed a conversation. At this point your life belonged to their world more than your life belonged to reality.
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