Chapter 18

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It had been six months since I live in the same apartment with Suga. In this morning I woke up, I was home alone. The view from this apartment is absolutely breathtaking and scenic, so I usually drink my coffee admiring the view to the Han River, is one of the most famous landmarks in Seoul, and being able to see it from this apartment can be a beautiful and peaceful experience.

It's a warm, sunny day in Seoul, and I make my way to the balcony, I sit down in a chair, and take a deep breath of the fresh air. I take a sip of my iced caramel macchiato, and savour the moment, feeling grateful for the view and the peace it brings to me. I take my book and start reading a few pages before starting my day. My life became so peaceful.

The cozy, clean, and modern apartment is a spacious and bright area with ceiling and floor-to-ceiling windows that let in natural light. The furniture is modern and minimalist, with a large sofa, coffee table, and armchairs in the living room. The dining room has a large table, and the bedroom has a cozy and comfortable bed. The bathroom is a clean and modern space, and the kitchen is efficient and well-appointed. Overall, it's a comfortable and inviting space that provides an ideal place to relax after a long day.

After I finished my cup, I closed the book I had been reading and set it aside. With a stretch and a yawn, I rose from my comfortable seat and prepared to go out for the day. I took a quick shower, washing away the night's sleepiness, put my makeup and dressed in comfortable but stylish clothes. As I put on my favourite pair of shoes, I felt a surge of confidence and excitement for what the day would bring. With a final glance in the mirror, I grabbed my keys and purse, and headed out of the door. I made my way to my car, which was parked in the large but well-organised parking structure below the building. I opened the door and slid into the driver seat, taking a moment to put my favourite music. I put the car in gear and pulled out of the parking spot, feeling the power of the engine beneath me. I took a deep breath and merged into the city streets, ready for a work day.

All my life I have worked in the beauty industry, I am an top hairstylist and makeup artist, I am known for my skill and talent. I work at a luxury salon in the heart of the city where I am constantly booked with appointments. When I entered the salon, I felt the buzz and energy of the space. I take a moment to look around, taking in the stylish decor and the other stylists at work. But I'm not here to socialize, I'm here to work. I head over to my appointment book and start my day with a client. I take out my scissors and start working my magic. As I comb through her hair, I ask her about her job, her hobbies, and her family. I get her to talk about the things that make her happy and I see the tension start to leave her body. As I finish the cut, I can see that my client is delighted with the result. Throughout the day, I worked with a variety of clients, each with their own style and personality. I take pride in my work and make sure I give each client my full attention. As the day draws to a close, I'm a little tired but extremely satisfied. I really like my work, because styling hair is my art. I am an artist in hair and makeup, in painting or writing, in all the beautiful things I create. Every client is a canvas, I like to experiment with different techniques and styles to create unique and personalized looks. I love seeing the end result reflected in the happy face of my clients. I feel blessed to be living my passion and doing what I love - making people feel beautiful and happy through my art.

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Suga is in his music studio as usual, a place I am not very familiar with because I don't like to bother him in his creation moments, and I respect his work space. Walking up to the door, I took a deep breath and I opened it, feeling the music and energy that resonated within. Inside the studio, the sounds of instruments playing filled the air, and I looking around in awe. The studio is well-lit and full of instruments and equipment, all set up for Suga to create his music. There was a sense of creativity and inspiration that hung over everything, and I couldn't help but be swept up in the moment.

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