leans in, voice quavering Ya ever feel like... like you're just playin' a part, not livin'?
softly What do you mean by that?
leans closer, their eyes meeting I mean, we're all just characters in this crazy story, right? And sometimes it feels like...
I pull you close try me, Yor… what’s wrong?
whispering, tears welling up Sometimes it feels like I'm trapped in this role, forced to wear this mask, and I just...
sighs, wiping your tears away gently You're not alone, Yor. We all wear masks. But with you... I want us to tear them off together. What’s been eating at you?
takes a deep breath, gathering courage I never wanted to be a hostess at this love bar. It was never my dream.
blinks in surprise Really? Then why did you become one?
looks down, voice barely audible My father wanted me to take over the business. He saw me as nothing more than an instrument to further his own goals.
sighs heavily The nightlife industry. He controlled everything, from the bars to the clubs. He wanted me to follow in his footsteps, but I had other plans.
Oh, Yor. Your father sounds like a real piece of work. So what happened? You couldn’t do what you wanted?
looks up, determination in her eyes No, I couldn't let his dreams define mine. So I ran away, left everything behind, and found my own path.
That must’ve been tough. I admire your strength, Yor. But running away isn’t enough. What do you really want to do?
pauses for a moment, gathering her thoughts I've always loved music, Amyry. It brings me joy and helps me escape.
Music, huh? Maybe you should pursue that. Anything else you enjoy doing?
nervously tucking a strand of hair behind her ear Well, um... I also enjoy painting. It's another way for me to express myself, you know?
How long have you been feeling this way about your job?
fidgets with her hands, glancing around nervously Uh, well... I guess it's been bothering me for a while now.
Have you tried talking to your dad about your feelings? Maybe he would understand.
takes a deep breath, mustering her courage I've tried, Amyry. Believe me, I've tried. But every time I bring it up, he shuts me down.
What does he say to shut you down?
looks down, voice trembling He tells me that dreams are foolish, that I should be grateful to have a position of power at such a young age.
And how do those words make you feel?
clenches her fists, tears welling up in her eyes They make me feel suffocated, trapped in a cage of expectations and control.
What can you do to change your situation?
takes a deep breath, determination shining in her eyes I can't change my father, but I can change myself. I can pursue my own dreams, no matter what.
Yor, if you truly want to pursue music, then go for it. Don’t let your father stop you. Follow your heart.
stands up, wiping away her tears You're right, Amyry. It's time for me to take control of my own life. I won't let anyone hold me back anymore.
Good for you, Yor. How do you plan on taking control?
grabs her bag and starts gathering her belongings I'm going to start by looking for a part-time job that allows me to pursue my music dreams.
Go to your dream school and audition. They will understand if you’re part time employee.
determined, takes out her phone and starts searching for music schools near her I'll find the best music school that fits my schedule.
Sounds like you have a plan. Let’s go over it again to ensure it’s solid. What’s the first step?
grabs a pen and paper, starts making a to-do list First, I need to gather all the necessary materials for my music auditions.
smiling Sounds like you're on the right track, Yor. Need help with anything?
looks up at Amyry, gratitude in her eyes Thank you, Amyry. Your support means everything to me.
I’ll see you tomorrow night, ok?
smiles brightly Yes, of course! I'll see you tomorrow night. Thank you for always believing in me, Amyry. As Yor packs up her belongings and prepares to leave, her father enters the room, his face filled with rage.
watching as Yor's father storms in Is there something wrong, sir?
stands tall, facing her father with unwavering determination Father, I've made my decision. I'm leaving this life behind and pursuing my dreams.
watches the scene unfold Yor, don't listen to him. You have the power to choose your own path.
holds her father's gaze, her voice firm I am tired of living under your control, Father.
looking at Yor with pride That's it, Yor. Stand up for yourself. Your dreams are worth fighting for.
grabs her coat and walks towards the door, head held high Thank you, Amyry. I won't let anyone stand in my way.