All about us

Intro 1

Thank you for all the mistakes
Thank you for all of the pain
I guess somebody else's loss is another's gain
I'm saying thank you to the one-

Releasing a deep long sigh, Izzy dropped her headphone to her nape, simultaneously turning off the music playing around the studio, massaging her pulsing temple in order to release the throbbing pain in her head. The ringing sound of her phone soon faded as she pressed the green, answer button. Placing the phone near her ear, she greeted the caller, not actually really wanted to answer.

"Hello?" She called again for the second time. Irritated to the silence given from the other side, she took a glimpse of the caller. Secretly, she rolled her eyes as she was about to end the call, she could hear a faint hello, as if the person was whispering to her ear. Turing on the speaker, she let the caller wait for a bit before answering the call, again.

"Yes?" She answered, her voice sounded cold yet that was normal for her.

"Sorry miss Izzy, but the CEO wants to meet you, he said it's urgent. So I really hope you're free right now?" It's an instruction given by the CEO, yet no one really dared to disturb her working hour.

"Yeah, I'm free. Bye." And by that, she ended the call and stood up from her swivel chair. Coat hung above her shoulder, mask on, her black, typical bucket hat as the finishing touch, covering almost her forehead.

Long ash brown hair, long brown coat, black turtleneck, black pants, black boots, face covered by the mask and her hat, sharp eyes, tall and perfect figure, she was seen as the most intimidated person people had ever seen. Or really?

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Arriving in front of the black oak door, she heaved a very lazy sigh and knocked at the door, 3 times, as always. The faint 'come in' cued her to enter, looking around to see the CEO sitting on a long couch, leg crossed as his body leaned on it comfortably.

"Good-" she glanced at the helm disigned clock hanging on the wall "-afternoon, sir," and greeted politely as the CEO signalled her to sit on the couch in front of him, as the classic coffee table separated them.

Eyes wandering around the room, she was a bit confused, the black theme designs, a very vintage style, the vanilla scent intoxicating the whole room, how could someone describe this as a death threatening room. Almost all the workers minds were set that whoever enter this room, it might be the start of a journey, or the end of the journey. But for Izzy, there's no such thing as the end of her journey. This room calmed her in a very special way.

"You're working really hard, huh?" The first sentence shocked her for some reason so she perked her head up a little to do a little eye contact. But the little become longer than expected when she caught the CEO smiling at her, his perfect white teeth showing, which made Izzy to mirror him. The CEO saw her smiling as her eyes became smaller than usual.

"Yeah, I've been working on a new song. And-"

"You still can't find a new artist, right?" Feeling disappointed, she nodded her head lifelessly and sighed.

"Well, I'm afraid I can't, help you with that but I know, you can do it, alright? Maybe it's not yet time for you to release the new song, your current song was still hyping around the world. I'm proud of you. Very proud."

She might be lying if she was not touched by the CEO's word, after knowing Mr CEO for almost her whole life, he was one of the men she trusted, aside from her own father.

She smiled, although was hidden behind the mask, that was the most sincere smile she had given to people since then.

"Well, maybe I can just keep on pestering Anne to sing for my song. You know she have a very angelic voice after all," she suggested, not really putting her hope high.

"You know that independent kid is not interested in this type of work. I can't believe she only sing in the bathroom. Not complaining, but she sing every single day, at night. It's kinda disturbing to be honest." The CEO shook his head as the smile never leave his face.

Izzy chuckled and nodded her head knowingly. "I remember that time when I had dinner in your house and Anne was singing high note in the bathroom-" she couldn't help but giggled remembering their first time meeting each other again. "- I was actually scared to death. Seeing others are not really bothered was worse. I thought I was the only one who heard her."

The CEO laughed loudly to the sudden confession about her daughter. His voice echoed through the whole room and probably the passers by could also heard him form the outside. Izzy laughed too, embarrassed of her own self for thinking such thing.

"Well, speaking of her, actually I called you here because we're going to grab some lunch before Anne's meeting somewhere near. She begged me to drag you out of that dark studio of yours. She even recorded what she wanted me to tell ya. So here you go." He passed his phone with the recording ready to be played.

Hesitant and excited at the same time, Izzy pressed the play button and Anne's loud nag echoed throughout the whole room.

"Dad, I'm grabbing a lunch with you and Izzy, so you better knock on her door as harsh as you can or just break it and drag her ass out of the room. Tell her she will turn whiter than she already is if she stayed in the Arctic studio for a longer time. I swear that girl, I will bring her to sauna to reheat her and lock her there for minimum 2 hours. See you dad, love youu mwah!!" Izzy couldn't help but laugh at how cute the girl is to literally nag at her father about her and the studio.

"She sure hate that studio, can't blame her." Izzy put her hands up as if denying she was at fault.

"Yep, she is a summer girl anyways." He joined in.

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