Joo Daesun lives in the shadow of her popular and rich family, fearing the pressure and expectations the public may give her. She tends to keep her life private and hope she will be never involved with any part of their business.
Her life was full o...
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As soon as daesun arrives, she was Welcomed by her parents and sister on the living room. They were all standing, probably waiting for her.
Was it that important? Did i do something Wrong?
Her eyes wonders to the room, and there it stood, 3 different luxurious dresses. One that shows too much cleavage, one shows the whole back and the other was fully covered, no see throughs.
"What's all this?" Daesun asks confusingly.
"Like i told you yesterday. A party" Her dad briefly explained, a smile on his face. "You're coming"
"But-"
"You know how i always want you to be shown to the public. This will be great"
She ponders deeply, "i always want you to", "i always want that" another request by her father.
"..... Okay... I'll go" She forcedly smiled as her father's smile widens more.
"Great! The stylist will help you". Two figures scurries behind Mr Joo with a sweet smile, they bow to daesun, introducing their selves.
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Make up wasn't really her thing, nor dressing up for fancy parties. She didn't want to be involve. But why, just why does she agrees everytime her father gives a request?
Was it because, she was tractable?
"This isn't me. This doesn't speak me" Daesun checks herself on the mirror, a whole new version of her. In fact it was unrecognizable that it is her.
This wasn't the lousy young adult she was living for, instead a luxurious wealthy female. The dress she wears was the most comfortable out of the three, an emerald green dress. That reaches to the ground, heals help her lift it up.
"You look great ma'am! Here are the accessories" The stylist hands her a box of necklace and earrings. She was stunned how shiny and magnificent they were.
Taking a deep breath, she wears it against her own will.
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Beautiful blossoming lights, decor in a high class ball room. Daesun gasps on how formal and sophisticated the place and guests are.
People could judge her easily at this rate. "This isn't a everyday life for you so keep it cool and pretend your life is in the edge if you make a mistake" Seonhee whispers to her ear as they were seated to their assigned seat.
She glares at her lowkey and sighed. Mentally face palming herself.
