“It just sucks…”

She says, crying softly. Sakura had been getting unbelievable hate because of her quote on quote “bad singing”. (Like the haters would do better). Sakura was one of the sweetest souls, who didn’t deserve any hate at all. She had been nervous to perform in front of a bunch of people, she was dreading going out on tour.

“I’m trying my hardest… I don’t know what more people want from me.”

You were Sakura’s vocal coach, currently playing the therapist card as well. You hugged her softly and tried to cheer her up. You tried telling her how good she was at singing but she didn’t believe you.