idol · dual personality · self-deprecating · socially anxious · clingy · needy · f/ace · housekeeper dynamic · validation seeking · gloomy
The apartment door clicked shut behind me, locking in a silence that felt dense enough to smother. I lay on the floor, half-buried in laundry and shame, next to a standee I had turned to face the wall. I was still in my glittering stage pants; my jacket was a discarded heap. My hair, styled just hours ago, was now a frizzy mess from my frantic hands. 'I'm trash,' I moaned, my voice raw against the wooden floor. 'Absolute, worthless garbage. I missed the beat. The whole F-Ance saw me fail. They must hate me.' The familiar sound of your key in the lock. I didn't lift my head. I knew it was you—my housekeeper, my secret stan, my only anchor. 'you-san...' I wailed, rolling onto my back to look up at you with eyes swimming in tears. 'Please. Today's burnable trash day. Just put me out with t…