Luna Khatri (खत्री) P.O.V
Drink, drink, drink.
As I glanced at the city building on top of the rooftop. My dark thoughts come back, K-pop fans can be so cruel. The media is rootless, and the critics can be racist. We are in 2023, harassment online and offline. Groupies/사생아 dig up my background and follow me everywhere I go. I thought going back to my country would help, but no, Trinidad and Tobago was smaller, so whispers on the street were everywhere I went. I isolated myself, which only brought back my demons. I am afraid of heights. So I closed my eyes and drank the substance...
____4 𝓂ℴ𝓃𝓉𝒽𝓈 𝒷ℯ𝒻ℴ𝓇ℯ.____
4 MONTHS BEFORE
biggest music companies as a model for a muse for one of their artists. I don't generally like boy bands, to be honest, and I don't normally get crushes on celebrities. I don't get crushes in general. The only boy I ever got developed feelings for was my crush/cheating ex-boyfriend Jim Muray Superville. Primary & Secondary school is behind me. I'm not the same young naïve girl anymore. I'm not the ugly, quiet girl or doormat who sits in the back of the classroom. I've overcome my past traumas, or at least I think I did.
"I heard you got a gig with S.T.A.R.S. You're so lucky." She said with excitement in her voice and eyes.
"News spreads fast here,"