Please Don't Get Too Friendly
Unexpected But Helpful Advices
A blinding light made me cover my eyes while I tried to see what the source of it was. After a while, I got adjusted to it and let my hand down. I gasped and teared up when I saw a face I had longed to see ever since middle school.
"M... Mom, is that you?" my voice trembled as I pronounced my uncertainty.
The person in front of me nodded and smiled a beautiful and tender one, filled with the motherly love I had lacked since 7 years ago.
"Why are you here? Why am I here? What is this place? I'm not dead, am I? I mean, I would have a pretty pathetic death. You know, at the set, dying of too many thoughts going around my head. My funeral would be ridiculous, I swear-" I babbled happily.
She lifted her hand, shutting me up right away. She closed up the distance between us and took my hands in hers. I could see she felt sad by what she was going to say, and I felt uneasiness spread through me.
"Amy, my dearest daughter, you know we love you and want the best for you. We've been looking forward to living all your great achievements with you, but we were teared apart and that broke my heart. To answer your questions, no you're not dead. Here, well... It's only based on your memories. I'm not even real. You could say that I'm here because your subconscient requested my words so you wouldn't break down a second time. But we don't have much time left, so listen to me carefully. There are people around you that you need to keep close. But there are some that you need to get away from as soon as possible. That girl, Seung Hye, what she said to you. The 'puzzle' that keeps going through your mind. Think about it carefully and analyze the people around you based on that. You'll understand everything."Her whole body started to blur and I tried to reach for her but my hands went through her now transparent body. I cried out her name again, begging her to stay. I suddenly felt everything shake and I heard a desperate voice call out my name quietly.
"Amy... Amy... Amy..."
I turned around multiple times but I couldn't see anyone. Suddenly, another blinding ray of light flashed before me as I gasped violently.
"Amy!" someone yelled as cold liquid was splashed on my face.
I looked around, blinking multiple times, only to realise I was at the set, surrounded by what seemed like a thousand people.
"Amy, are you okay?" the so easily recognizable voice asked.
I turned to see the worried-to-death face of Chanyeol. I felt a tug on my heart as I felt guilt for making him worry like that. I nodded and tried to get up, but everything began to spin and I was forced to stay on the ground.
"Someone bring her water! She needs to cool herself down," ordered the PD.
I looked in his direction and blushed in embarrassment and frustration. Why can't I get anything right today? What on earth is wrong with me? I then thought of my mother and sighed. Mom, what did you mean? I have to analyze people around me? I don't even have the time to do that... I can't tell anyone about it either. I really am all alone. I felt tears pricking my eyes but before they could slide down my cheeks, a hand grabbed my wrist and dragged me up and away from the agglomeration of people.
"She needs fresh air, I'll accompany her there," explained Chanyeol as he walked quickly towards the exit. "Here," he added, handing me a thick coat.
I thanked him and put it on. We both headed outside and he closed the door behind me. After a moment of silence, he spoke up.
"Amy, is there something you're not telling us? Not telling me? Are you handling things by yourself again?"
Again? "What do you mean, again?"
"Suho hyung told us about your breakdown at the practice room," he said. "But please don't be angry at him, he only meant well. He was really worried about you, and so were we. When we learned you were the leader of the pre-debut group the company had the most hopes on, we all began to worry and we even thought of asking you your dorm address so we could visit you often. To make sure you were alright, you know."
I stayed silent for a moment.
"Chanyeol oppa, thank you. For worrying about me. I really appreciate it. It's just that... I feel like it's my job, as the leader of TetrA. To make others rely on me, to take on remarks and expectations more seriously than others. I feel like my members shouldn't have to worry or stress about anything but their own performance. But if I can't even handle that, than I feel completely useless!" I cried unfashionably.
In response, Chanyeol patted my head and hugged me as I sobbed loudly, not caring if I didn't look pretty. After a while, I wiped my eyes and tried to erase the smuged makeup with the help of my friend. We then went back inside and the PD called me. I nervously walked towards him while Chanyeol went to explain the situation to his members.
"Amy... First things first, are you okay? Do you still feel ill?"
I shook my head negatively, not trusting my voice.
"Good. That's better. Now... I presume you were feeling unwell for a while before you fainted, correct? If so, you should have said so. But as this is your first real job, you must have felt responsible. You probably thought you had to handle it until the resting time. Not telling the crew was a bit unprofessional of you, but I can fully understand it. As long as you feel well again and up for the work, I'm happy. So, let me ask you: Do you feel up to this?"
I stared back at him seriously and nodded firmly.
"Yes, PD-nim. I won't disappoint you again."
He smiled, appreciating my convinced answer. He called everyone back to work and we took the scene again, after my attire had been cared for. This time, I was 100 percent confident in everything I had. The scene was done one-shot and everyone complimented me on my acting talents. The thing is, I'm not even acting. I'm just letting out my real emotions about those amazing guys. Everything is genuine because they are genuine. Don't compliment me. Compliment them. The second scene was all of us playing in the snow outside, and once again, we all laughed and played around naturally. Then, because everyone was so cold, some technical assistance crew members made everyone hot chocolate, which was well appreciated. When my part was finished, I decided to stay to watch the guys dance. During that time, my mind drifted to the faint memory of what I had dreamed about while I was passed out. I remembered a kind but sad voice telling me to analyze people around me according to what Seung Hye had said. But I still couldn't recall who had told me that. Is it Jung Ah unnie? She has that tone in her voice... Or is it Mom? Jung Ah unnie did make me think of her. How nice would it be if Mom had visited me while I was asleep. Mom....
Luckily enough, I took seriously the advice I had been given from my mom, or else I would have never discovered what I did... Although it hurt... so much...
"M... Mom, is that you?" my voice trembled as I pronounced my uncertainty.
The person in front of me nodded and smiled a beautiful and tender one, filled with the motherly love I had lacked since 7 years ago.
"Why are you here? Why am I here? What is this place? I'm not dead, am I? I mean, I would have a pretty pathetic death. You know, at the set, dying of too many thoughts going around my head. My funeral would be ridiculous, I swear-" I babbled happily.
She lifted her hand, shutting me up right away. She closed up the distance between us and took my hands in hers. I could see she felt sad by what she was going to say, and I felt uneasiness spread through me.
"Amy, my dearest daughter, you know we love you and want the best for you. We've been looking forward to living all your great achievements with you, but we were teared apart and that broke my heart. To answer your questions, no you're not dead. Here, well... It's only based on your memories. I'm not even real. You could say that I'm here because your subconscient requested my words so you wouldn't break down a second time. But we don't have much time left, so listen to me carefully. There are people around you that you need to keep close. But there are some that you need to get away from as soon as possible. That girl, Seung Hye, what she said to you. The 'puzzle' that keeps going through your mind. Think about it carefully and analyze the people around you based on that. You'll understand everything."Her whole body started to blur and I tried to reach for her but my hands went through her now transparent body. I cried out her name again, begging her to stay. I suddenly felt everything shake and I heard a desperate voice call out my name quietly.
"Amy... Amy... Amy..."
I turned around multiple times but I couldn't see anyone. Suddenly, another blinding ray of light flashed before me as I gasped violently.
"Amy!" someone yelled as cold liquid was splashed on my face.
I looked around, blinking multiple times, only to realise I was at the set, surrounded by what seemed like a thousand people.
"Amy, are you okay?" the so easily recognizable voice asked.
I turned to see the worried-to-death face of Chanyeol. I felt a tug on my heart as I felt guilt for making him worry like that. I nodded and tried to get up, but everything began to spin and I was forced to stay on the ground.
"Someone bring her water! She needs to cool herself down," ordered the PD.
I looked in his direction and blushed in embarrassment and frustration. Why can't I get anything right today? What on earth is wrong with me? I then thought of my mother and sighed. Mom, what did you mean? I have to analyze people around me? I don't even have the time to do that... I can't tell anyone about it either. I really am all alone. I felt tears pricking my eyes but before they could slide down my cheeks, a hand grabbed my wrist and dragged me up and away from the agglomeration of people.
"She needs fresh air, I'll accompany her there," explained Chanyeol as he walked quickly towards the exit. "Here," he added, handing me a thick coat.
I thanked him and put it on. We both headed outside and he closed the door behind me. After a moment of silence, he spoke up.
"Amy, is there something you're not telling us? Not telling me? Are you handling things by yourself again?"
Again? "What do you mean, again?"
"Suho hyung told us about your breakdown at the practice room," he said. "But please don't be angry at him, he only meant well. He was really worried about you, and so were we. When we learned you were the leader of the pre-debut group the company had the most hopes on, we all began to worry and we even thought of asking you your dorm address so we could visit you often. To make sure you were alright, you know."
I stayed silent for a moment.
"Chanyeol oppa, thank you. For worrying about me. I really appreciate it. It's just that... I feel like it's my job, as the leader of TetrA. To make others rely on me, to take on remarks and expectations more seriously than others. I feel like my members shouldn't have to worry or stress about anything but their own performance. But if I can't even handle that, than I feel completely useless!" I cried unfashionably.
In response, Chanyeol patted my head and hugged me as I sobbed loudly, not caring if I didn't look pretty. After a while, I wiped my eyes and tried to erase the smuged makeup with the help of my friend. We then went back inside and the PD called me. I nervously walked towards him while Chanyeol went to explain the situation to his members.
"Amy... First things first, are you okay? Do you still feel ill?"
I shook my head negatively, not trusting my voice.
"Good. That's better. Now... I presume you were feeling unwell for a while before you fainted, correct? If so, you should have said so. But as this is your first real job, you must have felt responsible. You probably thought you had to handle it until the resting time. Not telling the crew was a bit unprofessional of you, but I can fully understand it. As long as you feel well again and up for the work, I'm happy. So, let me ask you: Do you feel up to this?"
I stared back at him seriously and nodded firmly.
"Yes, PD-nim. I won't disappoint you again."
He smiled, appreciating my convinced answer. He called everyone back to work and we took the scene again, after my attire had been cared for. This time, I was 100 percent confident in everything I had. The scene was done one-shot and everyone complimented me on my acting talents. The thing is, I'm not even acting. I'm just letting out my real emotions about those amazing guys. Everything is genuine because they are genuine. Don't compliment me. Compliment them. The second scene was all of us playing in the snow outside, and once again, we all laughed and played around naturally. Then, because everyone was so cold, some technical assistance crew members made everyone hot chocolate, which was well appreciated. When my part was finished, I decided to stay to watch the guys dance. During that time, my mind drifted to the faint memory of what I had dreamed about while I was passed out. I remembered a kind but sad voice telling me to analyze people around me according to what Seung Hye had said. But I still couldn't recall who had told me that. Is it Jung Ah unnie? She has that tone in her voice... Or is it Mom? Jung Ah unnie did make me think of her. How nice would it be if Mom had visited me while I was asleep. Mom....
Luckily enough, I took seriously the advice I had been given from my mom, or else I would have never discovered what I did... Although it hurt... so much...
Notes
Hey everyone! This time I'm not copy/pasting the notes because they wouldn't make any kind of sense ^^ But yeah, I'm really proud that I reached more than a thousand views on the other site!!! I find this really amazing, I hope you guys will appreciate this story here just as much :) Yet another update, and probably not the last one before Christmas, so please keep reading, I'll make this even more interesting. Okay? :)
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Hahaha thank you so much! I'm sorry for ending it though, but don't be too sad, I'm currently thinking up the other fanfic I was planning and I'm considering posting it starting next week or in two weeks :)
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