'Phoenix'

Above...Wooyoung looks like that when hes in underground world 👀❤

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Wooyoung pov:

When I was 2 km away from the underground world. I take out a mask from my bag and put it on.

No body their knows my face and real name. Why would I even let them. I only go their to feel freedom and to met with myself. Many thinks that why am I like this. Why am I this broken? Even tho It wasnt that much of a deal. I know its not. Even tho I was torn apart from my real family still I have jongho my lil bro and other Bts members with me, then why am I this broken. The answer is simple.

Its my life, its my choice. this is what you all wanna hear. Right?

But the truth is.. those nightmares. That feeling that something is not right, how much of a burden am I. Useless, pathetic, those voices in my head, never leaving me are the reasons. All those hurtful words I have heard just because I was helpless. Is this enough or should I have to tell more. The mirror inside me through which I met myself, is scattered into little pieces.

All the things I believe, all my dreams are scattered just like the mirror through which I connect to myself.

Was it this hard to believe and dream? Why all things turn out like this. Why did I lose myself? Why the only way to connect to myself is broken?

I was cut out of my thoughts when I reach the place, double matel doors and in above of them was written 'underground' in bold. One of the guards look at me and open the door as I guess I am quite famous down here for my dancing or maybe my body?. Anyways I walk inside towards my assigned room and looks at the time 9:15, I sigh and put my bag on the table placed in front of the mirrors. I take out my clothes and place them beside my bag on table, my mask still on. I look at the camera and grab my clothes which is a skiny rip black jeans with white long shirt which is when wet you can see through and ofc my legendary black combat shoes. I tug the front of my white shirt inside my pants while let them losely hang from behind. And mess with my blonde hairs. I grab some of my earrings, well helix earrings. And put them on my both ears. One of them (on left ear) is a shape of long white and black feather while on the other (on right ear) is the helix chains one. I also wear a black tie loosely around my neck.

Then I  grab some chains and put them around my slim and small waist and on left wrists as well with rings on my fingers. I look at myself in mirror and then at clock. 9:28. The artist is going to be here in 2 mins.

Well this underground world has manners as well and is not what you all think. Its a well known place where almost all criminals, gangsters come and many dealings are made. Bad  Teenagers or someone whos like me, hiding from reality, enjoying life etc all come here.

Knock! Knock!

"Come in!" I yell as I know whose their and start putting my clothes in my bag.

"Oh~~ look at you! My God! Your soo pretty I dont know what to do on you! To make you more beautiful. I wonder what happen when other sees you. Young-ah" make up artist, porn aka jeabum hyung said in his 'oh so woa' voice. I just look at him. Yes hes the only one here in underground who I trust. Afterall I have save him from him getting killed when I was 5 years old well its a long story and also after 'that' he was the one who bring me here and always provide me anything I want, thats why he knows 'that' name of mine as well. I have told him soo many times to stop calling me by that but.. what can I do.. hes soo stubborn just like jongho. A small smile appears on my face and disappear instant also. And yes his underground name is 'porn' same as mine is 'Phoenix'. But we know each other names so its ok.

"Hyung. Please. Dont call me that when we are here. I dont want them to know who I am." I look away from hyung. He gets the idea that I am not feeling ok, he just walks up to me and pats my head.

"Whats wrong young-ah? You know you can share with hyung anything right?" I just nod.

"If you really want to know whats wrong.. then plz stop calling me by that name.. I hate that name.. that name reminds me of all the time I have spent with my-my f-hyungs.. and parents. That name." I look at a distant. I can feel tears weldingup in my eyes threatening to flow down my face.

"That name." I take a deep breath and looks anywhere but hyung.

"That name... reminds me of all nightmares... that name..reminds me." I look at hyung and finally a tear roll down my face and disappear in my mask.

"That name..reminds me of 'that night'" one more tear roll down and I shock my head at hyung and looks down and starts playing with the rings on my right hand with left. I blink my eyes to stop crying.

"Hoongjae.. I am sorry... I will never call you by that name again until you say so." I look at hyung to find him crying as he embrace me in his warm hug and pats my back and head. After few mins hyung breaks the hug and I wipe my tears same as hyung.

"Ok now! No more crying! You have a show to do! And we had already OMG!! We have alreafy waste 10 mins and come come sit fast!" Hyung dramatically drama is back which made me laugh and I sit on the sit in front of the mirror and hyung starts doing a little shade on my eyes and then style my hairs and yup I am ready!.

I look at the time to see its 10:00 already means my show time. I look at hyung who gives me a thumbs up.

I nods and walks out and went to the back of stage.

While I was going I saw san, I know hes a singer here but he didnt know I am here as the famous dancer whose dance he never misses.

I pretend that I hadnt seen him and walks to the announcer to inform him I am here. The announcer smile at me and nods.

"Your ready?" He ask me and I nods in response.

San pov:

He moved past me again without glancing at anyone. I kept looking at him. He gives me same feeling as that of idiot hoongjae. But I am 100% sure he cant be him cause hes on another level when he dances. His dance is like a whole new story. I knew half of people only come here to see his dance. Him dancing. Even tho he covers his face always. He still give powerful yet mystery vibes which I wanted to discover. I watch him talks to the announcer before the announcer pats his shoulders and more through the curtains to go in the front as the performance after me just ended. I snap out of my thoughts when an arm wrap around my shoulder. Mingi... ahh.

"What do you want fuckhead?" I ask him.

"Nothing asshole, if your done eyefucking him so lets go to front and then again eyefuck him". Mingi said with a smirk. I roll my eyes and we move outside to takes out seats to watch the dancing of an angle who when dance just losts his everything. Its like his body responding to the song by itself. It feels like he has lost everything yet gain everything. A little bird trying to fly in his cage not fearing of space and people stares. Like a flower whose finally starts to bloom not caring of the people and animal wanting to pick it and throw it. Someone who is trying to find himself. Someone who is connecting to hisself. You know most people only see the curves of his body and the dance he do but if you looks closely you will see the scattered broken pieces place in a beautiful pattern that no one has ever saw.

My thoughts cut off when 'he' THE PHOENIX!

He bow and looks at the crowd, then he looks at the D.J who nods and play 'faded by alan walker-deeper version'

He close his eyes and let his body do whatever it wants. His spins were perfect. His jumps, his movements all were according to the song. Soft sweat starts to foam which results in wetting his white shirt which stick to his perfect body. But did he care? Nope. He kept his dancing. His hairs bouncing showing a same rethum as his all body parts. Their was pin drop silence in whole underground as everyone was busy watching an angel dancing in the middle of monsters, devils. An angel whose asking for something...something he never had and wanted no was asking for it... and that thing is.......fading away from this world. From the evil......... 'Freedom'. Hes asking for freedom.

At the end of the song he let himself falls on ground while breathing heavy as for a sec no one knows what to do but then someone starts clapping, snapping everyone out of their traces. And everyone stands to show the young dancer that he did great. Phoenix only look at everyone still on ground. He stand and bow and walks backside again.

Wooyoung pov:

I run to my room in backside and locks the door once enter. I slid down myself along the door as tears starts coming out of my eyes. I hug my knees close to my chest and rest my head on my knees and try to calm myself down. I cant cry here! I cant cry of all places!! I cant cry here for God sakes!!! But these tears wont listen to my pleasing and kept coming. After 5 mins, I finally look up and stand, walks to my bag and wear both streps and open my door only tp find hyung standing in front with his head low. Once the door open he looks up at my probably red eyes.

"Jae-ah.." hyung mummbles quietly but I was fast to stop him. He understood and nods in worriedness and gives me place to walk out and without wasting anymore time, I run towards the exist and then at 'house'.

Once I reach house door. I quickluy open it and close it behind me and run upstairs to my room, wanting to just hide away from this world, not caring if someone is here and sees me or not. Caise the truth is... I havent cried ib front of anyone after 'that' night.

Once in my room I locked the door and walks slowly to my bed, dropling my bag in way but instead of falling on bed I instead fall on ground with my arms on bed. Tears, which I try to hold finally...finally come out and heartbroken sobs left my mouth as well.

Why? Just why? I am feeling this much broken now! I wish...I wish I could just die....

A thought cross my mind which I wish never had. I feel my body works on its own. I walk in bathroom and takes out a shiny, beautiful and clean blade and starts admiring it.

Beautiful...precious...blade...

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Hello butterflies! Soo what do you guys think now will happen. Will he kill himself? Or will he let it slid? Why did he cry? Whats gonna happen. If you wanna know so just stay tuned.

Bai bai!!

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