Khun's Pov

Time Skip- 7 years

   Being the Number 1 singer, it's a huge accomplishment. As well as being a well-known actor, and all at the age of 24. That was Khun Aguero Agnes, that was me. My current status is number one best singer, top 10 best actors, and single. I moved out of the mansion, while Edann was in his prime with the corporation. I went to collage to excel in music and arts, majoring in singing and acting.

   I did get a tad bit more cold over time.. No one really could make me laugh for real or smile, that wasn't a photo, not much anymore. But I was still kind to my fans, always willing to give hugs or take pictures. They were still so kind, so I could at least be kind to them.

   I had it all. I had everything at the tip of my finger. But I didn't. As much as you thought I did, I truly didn't. I didn't have a lover, and I didn't think I ever would. No one ever clicked like him. No one ever made me laugh like him. No one had ever made me as devastated as him. I didn't see the point, so I never tried to have anyone, as much as I wanted it. It never happened.

   I was always writing songs, always practicing scripts, always in movies, always on tours, always doing photo shots, always at banquets, always at parties. I didn't have time to slack. I didn't have time for a break. But at times it was good, I didn't have to focus on my thoughts, I didn't have time to let my mind wonder. But sometimes it was exhausting and I don't know what to do with myself.

   But today was a Friday, I had a concert tonight, in a few minutes too, and then tomorrow I was going to a party banquet-like activity. It was all kinda mediocre at this point. Nothing to exciting.. I was currently in my changing room for the concert in a few minutes. I was going to be performing four songs written by me tonight. One of the very few things I got better at over time was song writing. I could write a whole song that was good enough to perform.

   I decided that I was just going to wear a skin tight black turtleneck, some black jeans, a black belt, some chain necklaces, and a brown beige color jean jacket with some black boots.

   I strolled out of the room to see everyone running around trying to perfect the stage and speakers. Thankfully even though it had been 7 years, Endorsi, Shibisu, Rak, Lauroe, and even Hatz all stayed and we are still best friends, even when I'm moody. I strolled up right towards the edge of backstage before taking a deep breath. We got this.

   I strolled into stage with a fake smile plastered across my face, "How is everyone doing tonight?" The audience all squealed and shouted. There were thousands and thousands. I would even push a million! No pressure..

   "The first song I'm singing tonight, many of you know, Looking at Me," They all cheered again, jumping up and down. I pulled the microphone up to my lips before singing.

(Play Looking at Me by Sabrina Carpenter or a Nightcore male version)

    I slightly swung my hips along with the song, enjoying the beat I had created. Everyone was cheering and dancing in the seats. the song had slowly come to a end and I continued on with the second and third song. Even though I had been singing for so long, they all still seemed to enjoy it. I may have gotten cold, but it was still nice to see so many people supporting you. I came to my fourth, and last song.

   "This will be our last song for the night, this is a emotional one, one of my favorites, Rewind,"

Where did you go?
I need you badly
Are you far from home?
Do you think about me?
It's hard letting go of you
Did you mean to lie when you said, "You don't have to worry"

Did you think that you would be better on your own?
Only place I can see you is on my phone (Phone, phone, phone)
We died, but I'm still holding on
Why am I so afraid of letting go?

Have I lost my mind?
The summer's over and I can't rewind to
When we were closer
When we had new life
I miss those gold eyes
Stop the time
Is it too late for us to hit rewind?
Too late for us to hit rewind

Throw me a rope, 'cause I'm free falling
Hang up the phone, 'cause we're not talking
But I can't let go of you
Did you know you lied?
When you said that I was the only one?

Did you think you'd be better on your own?
Only place I can see you is on my phone (Phone, phone, phone)
We died, but I'm still holding on (On)
Why am I so afraid of letting go?

Have I lost my mind?
The summer's over and I can't rewind to
When we were closer
When we had new life
I miss those gold eyes
Stop the time
Is it too late for us to hit rewind?

Too late for us to hit rewind
Too late for us to hit rewind, yeah
Too late for us to hit rewind

   The music slowly came to a end and everyone was staring me down. Maybe I could give them a little gift..? I called out, speaking into my microphone, "What is the current time?" Someone shouted out, "9:45!" I thanked that person before speaking again. "Do you guys want to do like a little Q&A thing? You guys have been super supportive over the years so.." Everyone was squealing and shouting yes.

    "Ok! Please raise your hand and I'll call on you, " I sat down towards the edge of the stage, sending little waves and giving out high fives. I scanned the audience to see a lady with a blonde pony tail with her hand raised high. I point at her and she began to speak. "Do you have any new songs coming out?" I leaned back, balancing myself with my hands. "I actually am, I working on a new single and an album as well.. "

   I continued to sit on the ground, picking on people, and answering there questions. "Excuse me, I going to get a water, and I'll answer one more question! So let's make it a good one!" I stood up, shuffling towards backstage and grabbed my water bottle. I took a few sips before bringing it out with me into stage.

   "So do we have our last question?" Everyone was squealing, jumping up and down, wanting to be picked on. But towards the fourth row I saw a young lady with her black raven hair in a pony tail, it seemed like she had a clip in her hair, and she had orange pink eyes. She reminded me of the receptionist at Bam's old apartment.. So I picked on her.

   "Have you been or are you in a relationship? And if not, would you date a fan?" Everyone stared at me intently, like this was the question everyone wanted to ask. I began, "When I was 17 years old, I met this person. This person was selfless, kind, awkward at times, but I fell in love with this person. But before I could confess, I lost them. But since then I haven't been to focused on love. But I would date a fan if I truly loved them yeah.. "

   They all seemed content with my answer. I said goodnight to everybody, before cleaning up and driving home. When I hit my mattress, it felt as if all the memories of Bam flooded back into my head. for some reason.. I don't think I could get rid of him.. Even after seven years.. I want to see him..

   I eventually passed out from exhaustion, falling into a deep sleep before tomorrow's party banquet thingamajig.