A coffee with 3 sugars - [JIHAN]

3.

"Yoon Jeonghan would you like just leave your phone so that we could finish the photoshoot and be able to come back home ?" Said a woman.

Earing the heavy voice of reproach of his manager, Jeonghan closed off his cellphone and get up from his chair with a sigh.

The only thing he wanted was to keep talking with Jisoo.

As he had suspected, her name was as cute and refined as she was in her messages.

Reluctantly, he came in front of the white and blinding light which made his coloring a bit too clear, and in front of these black lenses of the camera that were staring at him like big and protruding eyes and caught all his movements.

He didn't understand how people could like this job. Wearing ridiculous clothes, making stupid poses, and always making a foolish smile before changing clothes again and starting everything. Again, and again, and again...

"Could you please come a little bit on the right? Yes perfect" said the photographer. "Look at the camera now. Smile please! Perfect! It's in the box!!"

The photographer gave the sign of the end of the shooting with his left hand.

Every member of the staff started to move. Soon the room, usually calm, was filled with an incessant hubbub and thousands of people moving and shifting everything within reach.

Jeonghan saw the same camera move across the room 3 times.

While a makeup artist took away the thick layer of foundation that someone just sprayed out on this face a moment ago, he thought about Jisoo.

What could she possibly look like?

He was sure that she had a beautiful face and thin features. She probably didn't need makeup to be pretty.

Her hair must surely be soft, smooth, and tamed, marrying to perfection her beautiful face.

She was not too tall nor too short.

Skinny without being too much.

She should be beautiful.