When Kim Moonbyul just works as a makeup artist for BTS, what happens when she starts to fall for the idol, Jeon Jungkook. Is it just fandom, or will she be noticed even when she's just an ordinary girl. Will Jungkook also fall for her. If he does...
I'm Kim Moonbyul. From a very young age, I was interested in makeup. It fascinated me.
My mom doesn't support me in this, she always says "ThIs iSn'T A ReAl jOb!" But my dad was always different. He always supported me. He even let me tried makeup on him. I say 'was' because he isn't with me anymore. He is the person I admire the most...
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Here I stand again. It is the second Saturday of the month. "I promise, I'll get the job before the end of this month.. or maybe the next month. I'll be a PROFESSIONAL makeup artist!" I promise again in front of my dad's grave. I'm not good at completing the entire promise but umm.. I'm good at keeping parts of promise. I'm determined at being a makeup artist.
As I walk away from my dad's grave, walk out of the grave yard surrounded with beautiful spring flowers and walk down the streets reaching towards the bus stand, my phone rings "boy I boy I boy I know, u know I get the feels, boy I boy I boy I know, hmm I'm so curious" (yeah, that's my ringtone. I'm a big fan of twice). I reach out for phone, pull it out off my tight jeans. It was the number I was waiting for. I recently applied for a blank spot at JYP for make-up artist. If I was chosen, I could work with Twice! It was my dream. Excited but nervous, I pick up the phone.
"Hello?" I muttered.
"Am I talking to Kim Moonbyul?" Asked a cold and straight voice.
"Yes" I replied.
The voice softened down but still cold, "Sorry to inform you but you couldn't fill the space for make up artist."
Disappointed, I replied "It's ok.." before I could finish, the lady on the phone hanged up.
"Aah, chinchaya! Fuck, I need this job so badly. What's wrong with my makeup skills! I'm so good. Why do they reject me everytime. Even that rude bitch hanged up, she didn't even let me complete!!" I was pissed off!
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I reached the bus stop. The bus was about to leave. Luckily I made it in time. The bus was the best place for new ideas. Getting rid of my anger, I pull out my phone and scroll through the internet. Luckily, I was able to find a contest. The winner of this contest was receiving a large sum of money. I had read on an anonymous website that winning contests is good for profile building. This could make JYP reconsider me. (yes, I never gave up on JYP). I click on the link for registration. "Registration Successful" displayed on my tiny screen. The competition was on next Sunday, so I must get ready for it. I have to win this time.
I look away with my passion-full eyes to the window, searching for ideas, but I see an unfamiliar scene. I check the destination of bus. I was in the wrong bus. I was so focused on finding solution that I took the wrong bus!
(Days pass. I practice my makeup very well. I was confident to win. Finally the day comes... )
A beautiful garden with seatings surrounding the place. Audience started coming. And maybe secretly, even company managers find their ways in here. I breathe in and out trying to hold my excitement and nervousness. Open up my makeup box. Then comes the models, who we are supposed to do makeup on.
"START!" instructs the contest instructor. I take out my brush. And rub it against the model's smooth skin. Not too much, just a little blush. I go for a natural look with a black and purple undertones. Finally, I complete the look. "Just in time!" I mumbled. There was 1 minute to go.
Finally the time was over. I walk out and reach towards the food tent. I'm huge foodie. There was 1 hour before the results were announced. I decided to spend that time enjoying delicious food. Just me enjoying some tteokbokki and kimchi.
Finally somehow time passes and it's time to hand in the result. I was very excited. I make my way towards the audience seat. My fingers play along each other as they start to announce the winner.
"The third price goes to Kim.." I cut the announcer in my thoughts. "Is he about to say Kim Moonbyul?" But announcer goes "The third price goes to Kim Seo Yoon" I force myself to clap as the audience. Still waiting for my name, I think "Maybe I'll win the second or even the first rank?" "The winner of second price is Lim Jugyeong!" Announces the announcer. I get more anxious now. My heart starts racing. "And the winner of the first price, which is a grand total of fifty thousand won is.... Han Seong!" I clap in disappointment. I can't stand losing.
Still congratulate the winners, and make my way out. But someone calls my name, "Kim Moonbyul". I look behind. A man in brown coat and hat with sunglasses calls for me. I come nearer. The man says while handing a card "I'm Manager Sejin, The manager of Bangtan Sonyeondan under Hybe Labels". "WhAt?! Why is the manager of such a big k-pop group talking to me?" I talk to myself in mind. I stand silently. He continues " I saw your makeup skills today and.. It impressed me. I was looking for such a look for the future album proof of BTS. We are about to start shooting for the MV's and that's the look we are looking. Would you like to work with us? We will be paying you three hundred thousand wons. Depending on your work, we will decide to make you permanent or not. So would you consider working with us?"
The offer was very good. They were paying a nice sum of money. Still I reply "Could I think about it?" "Sure, once you've decided, call the number on the card." I bow to the manager and make my way.
It was now evening. I bring my phone and the card given. "So should I accept the offer? Although they are a huge company paying me a handsome amount of money. And I would be working with a very super duper popular k-pop band, the face of k-pop. But would I give up on my dream to work under JYP? But is working with JYP my dream? It isn't, my dream is to become a professional makeup artist, no matter what!" I call the number and confirm working there.
"Ok, thank you. I will bring your confirmation to manager's consent. You shall come on the following Tuesday. We shall SMS you the location and time." replied the lady on phone.
"Ok, thank you"
The call ends. "So I will be finally working!" My excitement was above this world. "So, from Tuesday onwards I will be a professional makeup artist and I will be working with such a big personality." Never did I thought that this little offer would change my world...
