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"Eun-ae, you have another show to do in New York for Miu Miu,
you are also invited as a guest for Louis Vitton's show in Paris."
Manager Yun said.

I sighed, this fashion season is always so busy. Me, karina, sunghoon,
and jungwon don't even have to go to castings because were famous.

I'm currently backstage of prada's runway, getting my makeup and hair
done while a few designers make adjustments to my outfit.

Just then the director comes up to me "Eun-ae, You will be opening the show."
He says before walking away.

"Your done miss!" the makeup artist and hair stylist both say at the same time.
I thanked them before walking over to the stylist to ask for my shoes.

"Here you go!" the stylist handed me tall platform heels.

As I was clipping on my heels, jungwon sat down next to me "you
look ugly, black isn't your color." he snickered.

I rolled my eyes "Dark green isn't your color either stupid fuck."

His pov

'Black is her color' I thought as I admired her from afar.

I sat down next to her "you look ugly, black isn't your color." I
snickered.

"Dark green isn't your color either stupid fuck, also cover up,
you look stupid." she scoffed.

I was wearing forest green dress pants with a matching blazer.
The stylist told me not to zip it up all the way so part of my
chest was showing.

"What? You jealous?" I asked, lifting her chin up while smirking.

"You wish." she laughed before flicking my forehead.

"Ow! Don't damage my precious face. I need my face
card to look good today." I whined.

She just laughed before getting up and walking
away.




Hey! Im back 😼!! Is anyone still reading this? Please comment if you are! I might archive
Melodies in my mind and this story ☹️

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