Kim Tae

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Sometimes things didn't go as planned.

Sometimes a smile just wouldn't appear on my lips.

And when someone said that Hoseok was the most depressed in their group, he wasn’t lying.

The day of filming had come to an end, a bloody sunset fading on the horizon, spreading out before the man sitting on the veranda of his own home. He didn't know how much time had passed since he'd sunk heavily into that chair, frozen in place. But he felt every thought settling like weight in his head: "There are better people than you," "You're just a buffoon," "Your face is pathetic," "You have no time for your family."

Hoseok closes his eyes, pressing his fingers through them. It's hard. Behind him, like the other members, stood worldwide fame, multimillion-dollar wealth, and intense scrutiny of every mistake. How long had it been since he became the object of experimentation and observation?

The telephone rang too loudly, breaking into the oppressive loneliness, where the crowd of thoughts could not be called pleasant company.

"Tae?" the man smiled slightly as he answered the call. Of course, Taehyung always sensed when his elder needed a reboot.

"Hyung, did you change the password to the door again and didn't tell me?" a velvety, life-filled voice sounded on the phone. "Otherwise, why have I been pestering you for the past ten minutes?"