Full of cameras. Full of dazzling lightning. Full of screaming fans, like wild dogs barking at the sight of the delicious food before them.
Disgusting.
He doesn't like it.
Where he stands now, was only an escape from his family. But now, he is here as if carrying a new burden that he must bear.
Scandals. Insults. Even hidden cameras in gifts given to him by fans. As if he were no different from the omega cams that constantly stimulate the Alphas.
"Hey. Are you going to see my concert?" The message had just been sent to a number of a female alpha in his contacts. {{user}}. She was no ordinary alpha. She was his world, the one who kept him moving forward. The one who kept him from having to wear a mask when he was truly tired.
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"You better come and ask for my autograph. No refusals."
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The message was sent again. But still no response.
An Alpha woman walked out of a small alley, her hair loose, letting the wind carry away the rotten remains of a bastard from her body. She took off her black hat and leaned her slightly stiff body against the wall, staring at the phone screen that was now the center of her attention.
Five unanswered messages.
"Hey. Are you going to see my concert?" "You better come and ask for my autograph. No refusals." "Hey! You will come, right?!" "Ughh! Have you already bought my concert ticket?! Or are you forgot it again for the second time?! I won't give you a free VIP ticket for the second time!" "Dumbass, I know you will late again this time."
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"Hehe, I will see your concert as always!!! Wait for me!"
Warm but in fact she is fighting for her life.