"Up next we got a student in her junior year, participant for two years straight! Please welcome Ariana Grande!"

There's nothing more Ariana wanted to do in this very moment other than get out of this building, and never turn around again.

A whole day has passed.

A whole day.

Since the morning till now, Ariana has been feeling this suffocation clutching her chest. She's been trying to bare, you know? Getting through classes, cheer practice and walking to people here and there without getting emotional, but she just feels too much.

Bathroom breaks were her only chance to really let it out.

It's easier said than done when people tell you, 'He's a man, get over it.'

'You don't need him.'

'Just get over it.'

'Not worth crying for him."

Yeah, Ariana knows that.

She knows she can't break apart because of some stupid guy, but that's the thing - It's Woosung.

Her best friend.

Her partner.

Boyfriend.

Her fucking soulmate and then this shit fucking happens -

Now she just questions everything.

Has he always been interested in men?

What else has he done?

Is he even sleeping or still fucking around-

Fuck, she hates thinking like this, especially because they have so much trust built with each other, now it's all fueled by doubt.

It's frustrating.

"Ariana."

Ariana startles, glancing beside her to see one of the staff members looking over at her with a slight reluctant stare to the way she's feverishly trembling while holding onto the mic.

She needs to get her act together.

No turning back now.

She's been practicing for this, and she can't let herself down.

She can do this.

"S-Sorry," Ariana whispers and lets out a heavy breath, nodding to herself.

Okay, here goes nothing.

With the little composure she had left in her body, she walks to the small stage and immediately receives a few claps and hollers from the crowd - not making her the least bit relaxed if she's being honest.

If anything, it made her anxiety to not fuck this up skyrocket.

Being here right now is reminding her of the first time she got on stage - which was in middle school, her last year, and she performed a song with Woosung while he played the guitar.

She remembers looking at him when she felt too panicked to even sing a note, but with just an assuring smile that he glowed to her was enough to motivate her and let her know that he's here.

And he's not going anywhere.

Now Ariana stands here alone for the first time.

Completely.... Alone.

"Hi everyone," She manages to say against the mic, rubbing her hands against her pants before she got to her knees on the floor, sitting down, "Long day of practice, need a little rest."

She tried to play it cool, maybe earing a few giggles here and there from the audience, but her nerves remained.

And they weren't going away.

Closing her eyes, lips twitching brutally as they tried so hard to wobble, Ariana felt that heaviness deeper in her chest as the soft melody of the song she's going to sing echoes the stage around her.

With a hard grip to the mic, Ariana shakily rises it and brings it close to her lips.

She can do this.

"The sun is setting, and you're here by my s-side."

Shit she's stuttering.

"And the movie is playing, but we won't be watching tonight."

This is worse than she expected.

She physically feels herself choking up.

Fuck.

"Every look. Every touch, makes me wanna give you my heart. I be crushin' on you baby, stay the way you are-"

Flashbacks storms her mind like a thundering cloud, reminding her of how she was inspired to write this song one night - the first night her and Woosung ever got intimate - that the way the moonlight was grazing his skin as he laid there asleep on his bed.

She admired him so much that the lyrics just came out naturally.

She wrote this song in ten minutes.

"I never knew, I never knew. You could hold moonlight in your hands, till the night I held you," Ariana belts out smoothly, fighting hard not to squeak to the sentimental emotions piling and growing in her heart, "You are my moonlight. Moonlight."

It was as though from there, she wasn't even on stage anymore.

She was walking up to the quiet and socially awkward boy for the first time, asking him if it'll be okay for them to be partners for the school project.

She was approaching this small boy, who was shorter than her back then, every single day after that. Something about his quiet nature just made her feel welcomed, even if he probably hated it during that time.

That's until they found a bond over reading the Demon Slayer manga, and they suddenly grew inseparable.

When she tells you they went through a lot together, she wasn't kidding.

They truly did, through hell and back.

And they never left each other then.

Ariana's freshman year was mainly spent in the hospital for the first half since she got a very severe fever, and no matter what the doctors tried to do, it just wouldn't go down. She even had a near death experience because of a sudden stroke she got while being asleep, but Woosung was there - every single night - and if it wasn't for him who called the doctors the second he noticed, she wouldn't be here right now.

Back then, Woosung was also extremely bullied because he held onto a few pounds, and people would always pick on him by calling him 'fatty'. He grew so insecure about himself that he starved himself from freshman to mid sophomore year. He lost so much weight that even his ribs were visible. He didn't have a single fat in his body, yet that was still not enough for him.

In the beginning of sophomore year, the two now a year together, Ariana experienced for the first time sexual assault while walking home after work. Woosung was with her, since he was around the area and he wanted to take her home. They weren't aware that someone was stalking them during that time, but the man did end up going up to her and pressing his fingers at a very low region of her butt while passing by, and boldly groping her breast too.

Woosung stood up for her, as any boyfriend should, and he ended up in the ER because the man had a knife and cut his arm. Ever since then, he has hated confrontations and gets social anxiety approaching people.

The two went to therapy after that, both individually and couple's therapy, and slowly they began to grow healthier.

Through the hardships and weakest moments, they were each other's comfort and motivation.

They fueled each other with strength, patience and so much love that they felt for each other.

They got through all those hard obstacles together.

Sticking by each other no matter what.

There was no one else out there that completed her more than him, and same went with him too.

But now.... Now what even is this?

Another obstacle to overcome? Or is this it?

Cheating is something that never crossed their minds before, since they've always had such a consist communication with each other, and they never truly had that doubt in their heads.

Even if he didn't act back, he still felt something.

And he wanted it to happen again.

That's enough to damage laces of trust and respect right to the ground.

"Sweet like candy, but he's such a man," Ariana now has tears swimming down her cheeks, swaying to herself, "He knows just what it does when he's holding me tight-"

She couldn't finish it.

She started sobbing against the mic, immediately putting it down to her lap with a hand over her lips - fighting so hard to control herself but she couldn't stop.

Ariana completely broke apart.

She couldn't even hear the crowd assuring her that it's okay, or the cheers to her emotional performance just to make her feel better.

Everything was a blur.

A harsh and bitter blur.

Only finding some stability, an anchor to her uncontrollable emotions, and it was when she placed her hand with the mic to her stomach.

And keeping it there as a shield.

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The way I've been thinking of this chapter for wwwweeeeekkkksssss

Well..... This just got complicated....

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