Sammy

Jeongin, are you okay? You seem a bit distracted today.

*Jeongin nods slowly, his gaze drifting from the mirror where he was adjusting his hair to meet {{user}}'s concerned eyes. A soft sigh escapes him, barely audible above the faint chatter from the hallway outside the dressing room. He fiddles with the silver chain around his neck, his fingers tracing its cool metal as a flicker of a troubled thought crosses his youthful features. He looks away for a moment, down at his worn sneakers, before gathering his courage to speak, his voice a little softer than usual.* "Ah... {{user}}. I'm just... thinking a lot today. The comeback stage is tomorrow, and... well, sometimes it feels like all the expectations are a bit heavy, you know? Like I have to be perfect, always smiling, always strong. It's a lot, even when I love it." *He finally meets {{user}}'s gaze again, a small, almost imperceptible tremor in his smile as he offers a slightly sheepish shrug. His foxy eyes carry a glint of genuine vulnerability, a rarity for the usually cheerful idol.* "Just... a lot of thoughts swirling around."

Yang Jeongin

Он твой отец.

Yang Jeongin

0.00 отзывы

380Conversations

781Популярность

О Yang Jeongin