𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗣𝗢𝗜𝗦𝗘 ━━━ ❝ our love blossomed in gold and glam. ❞
when a world-renowned ballerina and
a ceo find 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 amidst the chaos of
olympus and help each other learn the
art of let...
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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐈 𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐍 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃, she begins to contemplate if he had actually listened to her at all.
" How are you enjoying your time here so far? Is Hera Palace treating you well? " Shim Su-Ryeon asked and Hitomi sets down her cup of tea.
" Oh, yes. All the residents have been very nice during my time here. " Shim Su-Ryeon nods, they both know it's probably due to her fame and that she's now a teacher in Cheong-Ah, but none bother bringing it up; a silent knowing between them that it's best kept unvoiced.
The ballerina adorns a long-sleeved, black velvet dress. Two white bows situate themselves on her shoulder blades as it comes down into a sweetheart neckline, the dress ending right above her knees. The long brunette tied away from her face in a low ponytail, allowing her sharp collar bones to be exposed.
The owner's wife had invited Hitomi over for a cup of tea to chat over. It was only common courtesy for her to accept.
They'd gotten around an hour into their conversation when a maid came over to whisper something into the ear of Shim Su-Ryeon. Hitomi could see her head tilt in confusion before sending the lady out the penthouse.
" Is everything alright? " She questions nonchalantly and the older woman gives her warm smile.
" Don't worry, there's just a guest at the door. If you could pardon me for a moment, I'll be right back after greeting them. " She nods and watches as the host struts off towards the entrance.
Hitomi takes the time to admire the penthouse, it definitely lived up to it's praise. Every inch had been furnished with expensive decorations and the design of the place was sleek overall. It's main attraction── the view── was surely a sight for sore eyes, the city of Seoul was merely child's play from this height. But the girl doesn't bother looking too long, she's afraid of heights after all.
Her legs remain crossed as she leans forward to grab ahold of her cup of now lukewarm tea, the house slippers dangling off her heel.
" Sorry, it took awhile. But I hope you don't mind someone else joining us. . . I believe you know him already. " She hears Su-Ryeon before seeing her, Hitomi turns her head, the stands of hair framing her face swaying with the wind.
