in which a normal girl transfers into a prestigious, private performing arts school in South Korea. Where she encounters an elite clique of dashing, popular high-achievers and finds love.
and did I say normal? I meant to say unusual, mainly because...
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Maya's Outfit Of Choice
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"Ma'am... it's never too late to turn around. Mr. Min won't be pleased" Sungjae warns me as we stood in front of the loud crowded room.
He needs to live a little, I think to myself before ignoring his statement trying to ignore my thoughts that couldn't help but also agree with the words that came out of Sungjae's mouth.
But the truth was did I really have to go this far? A part of me wanted to ignore his childish ass but the other crazy part of me wanted to see how long he could go with treating me this way because he has an attitude.
He was upset but all for the wrong reasons. He wasn't that I went to visit him, I mean that's part of it but he was upset because he thought I wasn't going to tell him but the truth is I'm not obligated to do that.
Yes, sure... informing my fiancé that I'm visiting a friend of mine would be important to know but necessary? No. Him ignoring me in the hallway, wanting me to be flawed out earlier to be away from was mean of him.
"Let's do this."
Sungjae hesitates before opening the double doors and steps behind me. I exhaled deeply before slowly walking into the room of unfamiliar faces.
Everyone was wearing expensive dresses, long, short, whatever you could think of, you name it.
This entire room was filled of people who probably haven't touched grass before, not because they are ignorant but also because they have enough to not need to.
I stood out like always as the only black girl in the large room wearing a very see through one piece that showed off just the right amount of body and skin.
It wasn't long until the attention was now on me. I wouldn't find it hard to believe that some of them haven't seen a black person in real life. Especially with the way they were whispering.
"Oh my god"
Yes I know
"An African Woman"
African American*
"She's so pretty"
Thanks.
"She has swag"
Okay?
"Look at her body... she probably worked out a lot"
I did.
My eyes made contact with yoongi who was no longer talking to the businessman in front of him, instead he was looking at me, I watch as his is eyes explore my body. Looking at me, and what I was wearing. Anger fell quickly on his face, and a smirk appears on my mine.
