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Mingi sat on his bed. Thinking about his live today. So many people were watching him, so many faces he couldn't see, so many souls he does not know. Watching his every move. His face, especially. Thinking back, he doesn't really like how he looks, he wishes to look a little bit different. Maybe it's his hair? He doesn't know and he doesn't care enough to act on it. Right now, all he cares about, is to be alone.
Standing up, Mingi goes into his apartments kitchen to get some juice, only to find out he ran out. Sighing, he pulls out his phone and decides to go on instagram. Lately, he's been thinking a lot about how his fans really think about him, do they really like him? Do they really enjoy his music? Is he too extreme? These thoughts pleauged his mind almost everyday for the past two months and he doesn't understand why. Sure, he's always been self aware and anxious, but why are his thoughts acting up now? He ignored it for now and proceeded to go and stalk some insta fans of his.
Looking through them for awhile, he doesn't see much, just some people gushing over his visuals, the usual. 'Where are the sentimental people though?' he sighs. Deciding to stop and get up, he goes and puts on some sneakers. ' I should stop, it's not helping..' Mingi then took his headphones, mask and sling bag and headed outside.
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Hongjoong was laying on his stomach, watching tiktok. He was tired, but could not give a fuck. He ended up staying on tiktok longer then he needed to, he wanted to just take a little break from his little project but forgot about it. Sighing, he got up and stretched. Heading back to the table, where his painting was located at, he sat down and stared at it. Something looked wrong and had the urge to rip up the painting. Knowing enough about himself, he ignored the feeling and picked up the only paintbrush he had, only for the brush to break off and fall to the ground. Sighing for the onethousand'th time this day, he bent down to pick it up, ' Why can't i just get a new one? Ah right, they are expensive'.
Hongjoong wondered, what would life be as a celeberty? Was it as fun and easy as it shows in media? Or was there more to it? Would it be possible for him to be big one day? ' Who am I kidding? I could never, I'm no one to speak infront of thousands. How do celeberties do it daily?'.
Trying to paint without a handle of the brush wasn't easy, Hongjoong noted. He could easily just fix it with a little bit of glue but he ran out. Deciding it's better to buy some glue then a new and expensive brush, he got up, took his mask, wallet and headed to the store.