G!P Minjeong
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"Ms Yu, the hotel has reserved a room for you on the 3rd floor."
"Change it." She glanced at her assistant beside her.
"Ah, uh..well i'm afraid that's the last room, Ms yu."
Karina always had to have her way. If she didn't, she'll make a problem that'll leave whoever it was to regret it all.
That is, if they chose not to obligate.
"Ms. Yu..I understand this fashion week isn't something you want to go t—"
"If you could shut your mouth, that would be great." She snapped at her assistant, refusing to hear any other words about anything.
"..we've arrived."
There's chattering around Karina as she steps foot into the main scene, people taking pics of her for some damn reason she didn't even know.
Her eyes squint, annoyed by the flashing paparazzi lights blinding her. Gladly it stopped moments later when her assistant stopped the crowd with huge cameras.
"I'm so sorry about that Miss Yu-" the woman apologized to Karina.
Then a singular flash startles her.
someone or somebody in the crowd snapped her picture, her brows furrowed in irritation as she turned to look at the direction the flash came from.
And she's face to face with a girl.
"My bad." The girl in the crowd simply says, her eyes staring dead at Karina, and the eyes looking at her looked absentmindedly.
Karina stared at the girl from afar, squinting at the fact that she's never seen that girl before.
Who is she?
"Miss Yu? This way," the woman beside her spoke,
_____Karina hates people being in her bubble. It's self explanatory with what she means, there's no privacy.
It's why she quit being a runway model.
But here she was, heading her way into Korea's fashion week but she's not modeling. She was invited to watch for the next 5 days.
"Ms Yu! You've arrived, it's a pleasure meeting you." One of the men who ran the show shook her hand.
"We have a beautiful stunning collection of models for you to watch tonight, it's an honor having you here." He chuckled in which she nodded in silence, looking around the place.
It's huge, that's one thing but it's not unfamiliar. She's been through this many times already.
Being in the audience felt so much better than having lights flash at her face as she struts down a runway.
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