Lifelong Dream (1/1)

Kwon Jiyong is standing at the head of the table in the meeting room of YG Entertainment garnering the undivided attention of the people sitting in the twenty four- sitter table, including his band members and co-producers and other singers and even YG-sajangnim himself. The same G-dragon can be seen, his confident aura that screams nothing but for attention, his fashionable self shouting out even if he’s only clad in a simple shirt, pants and beanie, his mind clear as water, and his decision made final.     “Oh come on hyung! You can’t be serious on this; we all know that music means the world for you. Please tell us that you’re only joking! This is outrageous.” Bigbang’s maknae, Seungri which is also one of Jiyong’s best buddies tried with all his might to change the dragon’s decision which he knows will become a futile attempt because once Jiyong made up his mind, no one, not even the apocalypse can change his decision. “Ri, I know what I want. It’s time that I put the degree I held on college into use, I want to start all over again. Moreover Im tired of this…Im tired of being a celebrity..” Jiyong’s voice fading as he reasoned out to their playful maknae.    “But how about our world concert tour?! Huh? That is 3 months from now, you jerk! You know how much we worked our as$es back there for over half a year just to make this whole set-up work! How can you be so selfish and leave us all hanging in here?!” His best friend, Taeyang’s hurtful words made him falter, wanting to back out from his decision, but he held his ground and looked at him and his other band members.    All of their eyes mirrored the same sorrow that has been reflecting on his eyes as flashbacks from before came to Jiyong lightning fast. They all shared the same fate, the same experiences, laughter, tears, and shedding of sweat and blood for the exchange of meeting their dreams. But…    But are they all worth it? For after debuting, people can make you and destroy you. The mass is very cruel, for they can hate you, love you, and sometimes be obsessed with you to the point of threatening their own lives just to have you. The mass makes expectations of perfection to the celebrities. They expect them to be flawless as a diamond which makes the celebrities expect more of themselves, wanting to achieve that perfection that they lose sight of who they truly are. And then gradually falling for that make-belief flawlessness that is nothing but a bunch full of crap and lies. “Mianhae.” Jiyong’s words came out as whispers. He looked into the eyes of his band members, hoping for that one piece of understanding, but they all they did was just bow their heads leaving Jiyong in a pool of misery and guilt.  “So, this is goodbye then.”  Jiyong sadly chuckled and then slowly backed off the table, steadily advancing into the exit door of the meeting room. His aura of confidence, now long gone, a feeling of a child about to break down replaces. But before he can finally twist the knob of the door, YG-sajangnim bit out the words that made him shed a tear that has been threatening to fall from the start of when he realized that in order to find himself, he must loosen his hold to his dream.    “Don’t forget that you’re always welcome to come back here, this is your home…son.”  Jiyong stood still for a few moments before he finally regained his composure when Teddy patted his shoulder and showed him an understanding smile that made him realize that everything will gradually fall into their proper places.   He finally twist the knob of the door and left the meeting room of YG Entertainment, he will now leave his beloved company along with his bandmates,  and his lifelong dream.  ‘So I guess this is really goodbye… I hope I made the right decision.’       _______________________________________________________________________________________________________Writer's Note  Sorry for such a short chapter. LOL, But here it is, my very first AFF published fanfic.I still have lots of plot in my mind, hoping laziness wouldn't attack me. hahahaenjoy reading the STA (seducing the ahjussi) ! thanks and godbless.