The entertainment industry has long been rotten to the core; how easy is it to bloom like a rose in such decay?
The Popular Young Idol still remembers that day when his senior invited him for a drink.
The senior drank a lot, yet remained startlingly sober, as though not drunk, but his words were those of a drunken man.
"I want to be the male protagonist."
"I want to make movies."
"I want to stand on the stage receiving awards."
"I want to be a world superstar."
"I wanted so many things, so many dreams before I left school."
"But you know what, those were bubbles. Once I stepped into society, each day was like a needle piercing a bubble; in the end, all the bubbles burst, my dreams dissolved, and what I wanted to do vanished. It became just about having a role to play, whether as the lead or just a bit part, as long as there were lines, I would rush to seize the chance."
"But no, even to play a bit role as a silent corpse, lying there, was not meant for me."
