parallax
> where do you see yourself and/or your group in five years?
the smile on her face strains under the weight of this question, this great and terrible beast that looms in front of her. it darkens the horizon, spreads lead poison in her veins, leaves her vision darkening if she thinks of it for too long, that beast namedĀ āfuture.āshe exhales a breath that shakes only slightly, shivering from tired lungs. not a death rattle, not yet - but almost, maybe. sheās on her last legs now, her time running out, living on borrowed luck and her own vicious determination. she boils over with it - with desire, with greed, with ambition. it shakes her down to her core. she needs this.Ā āwell, hopefully, five years into a successful career. a daesang or two would be nice,ā she teases, taps at her lowerlip, feigns an expression of innocent thought before she shakes her head.Ā āi want to be making music with them, i know that much. even if we arenāt her.oine anymore, even if we arenāt jawbreaker, whatever happens, i want to be making music. i want to give back all the love i can to the fans that have supported us in these hard times, who have stuck by us through all the uncertainty. as long as i can do that, iāll be happy.āshe exhales another breath, laughing slightly to try and lighten the suddenly heavy mood, but what was the interviewer thinking, dropping a bomb like that on a girl whoās future was entirely up in the air at this point, whoād been marketed off to another company like a slab of meat, who was facing a survival show to try and prove her worth for the thousandth, millionth time, it seemed.Ā












