It was on that late afternoon, at exactly two weeks before their anniversary when things started to get drastically changed for the worst.
For the whole week she weakly lay on her hospital bed with tubes and IV’s sticking out of her arms. It was her only way to somehow gain strength as she already have not enough will to even make herself to eat and drink.
He looked up from where he was sitting and his eyes found its way towards her beautiful face. She looked different, definitely different. Her face was thinner, the blush on her that always makes her adorable was gone, her lips that used to be pink was now paler, her whole being seemed to lose its natural glow.
He knew he wasn’t supposed to be there. He knew he wasn’t supposed to even care. Yet he found himself phasing back and forth looking really worried for the unconscious girl on the bed which is being tend by the old lady he had an argument a night ago.
Her eyes flutter open revealing the already sun lit room. Like what her room in Seoul was. White curtains dancing along with the blowing of the wind. A butterfly wind chime hanging on the window and tinkling along with the sound of the gentle crushing of the early morning waves. She noted, she needed to say thank you once again to her Nana who knew exactly how she wanted her room to be like.
She kept drawing circles and smileys on the sand and smiled as she erased it to only draw another one. She has her little sandals lying neatly on her side and her beautiful beach hat that’s full of shells that she collected a few hours ago while she was strolling filled its hollow.
Jaejoong slumped tired on his bed not caring to take a bath nor change his clothes. He didn’t know why but he actually felt exhausted. Unlike those nights after some of his performance, the young star still has an ample amount of energy to meet his friends and party around clubs.. yet today… he actually felt drained and sick.
He stood amongst the crowd. His face full of delight, his eyes sparkled to the the reflection of the continuous flashing of cameras.
In the world of Entertainment and music, there is no one rightful enough to be called the prince of Korean pop. None, until Youngwon Jaejoong came. He was the real epitome of a human god, the only rightful one to be called as such.
The life he had chosen was glamorous, it was indeed a life that everyone had wished to have… not even… everyone was rather dieing to just experience. But to Jaejoong… the life he has been living was far from everyone has expected… there’s more to it than just singing live, or recording and performing.