Fixing The Broken One | BroCon

I. Hellish

Third Person's POV

"One more time at that angle...YES!..Okay that's a wrap...!"

She stood up and walked away, her hair swaying gently behind her as she walks into her dressing room. She is a model - if you haven't noticed - well, her preference in clothing is normally around the black and white area but her manager mistook it for gothic and BAM! she got inside this gothic style look - not that she minds it.

She's Hoshino Rin a top notch model that's also known as the emotionless doll. Well, it isn't wrong to call her that though; she rarely smiles, talks, laughs, or show any emotions. Those characters above, earned her a title worth selling; emotionless model, who would've thought that an emotionless model would became utterly popular? Well, in Japan she surprisingly does; her popularity is sky-rocketing by seconds.

She just passed a crowd of newbie models near her dressing room , who instantly squealed as she passed by. They would shove her letters, flowers, chocolates, or even bid her good luck or thank you. She rolled her eyes internally at their ear-splitting squeals, but still she kept her straight face on to maintain her image.

"I heard, that Rin-sama is a straight descendant from a royal family!"

"No way!"

She almost laughed. No way, indeed.

"Her aura is really different from other models, ahh! I'm jealous."

Then, try to be one, idiot.

"She's so amazing~!"

And it goes on and on, showering her with praises and compliments wouldn't make her day right now; she just had a call with Rintarou regarding her adopted sister — Ema. She just continued to walk and entered the small dressing room, all painted in white, with a couple of clothes scattering around the room.

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Rin's POV

Well, today's crowd wasn't as bad as yesterday or maybe even last week since I had my photo shoot here.

I started to change my clothes after I locked the door, stripping away my black dress, fabric by fabric and changing into my casual ones. After that, I brushed my curled hair and clipped my bangs to the back with some bobby pins and finishing it with a small black bow clip, it's kind of cute recalling the price of it.

Not actually bad, even though it's laundy day.Then, I walked out of the dressing room not forgetting my brown leather purse, phone, and some testers for new products they often gave me in photo shoots such as this. I'm walking out of the building as my phone suddenly rang a familiar from my jean's pocket.

"Hello?"

"Nee-chan?" the girl from the other line asks shyly.

"Ema, how are you?" My heart fluttered after hearing her voice, it's been a while since we last talked since I was busy with work and she was busy with school.

"I'm great, when will you be moving to the house?" She replied directly jumping onto the main topic without a further chit-chat, but by the tone of her voice I could tell that dhe was smiling on the other line.

"Well, I'll be on my way tomorrow. Could you text me the address?"

"Eh? I could send of the brothers to pick you up!"

"No need just text me the address and I'll be there, Ok? Bye Ema..." I said briefly before Ema could protest, I wasn't very excited in meeting the brothers Ema's been living with for quite a while. But hey, I won't be very wxcited to be pick up by somebody I don't know.