hidden under your starsミ★ hwang hyunjin

10 | measurements ミ★

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present time

Panic was an understatement. The first day after the eight had appointed her as their stylist for their next comeback she was immediately put to work.

➪IMESSAGE!

the girls and the losers

me
are you guys positive we won't
immediately get kicked out?

chae :)
we've been sitting outside
the building for a half hour lin
won't let us get out until you're sure

channie!
yes we pinky promise
just like we told you last night

jinnie :)
and the night before

baby innie
and the night before that too
you guys are kind of funny with
how blantantly anxious you are

me
do you want to die

baby innie
is that a challenge miss hasn't
done an arm workout since birth

me
okay
so you do

jinnie :)
JEONGIN APOLOGIZE THAT
WAS ACTUALLY MEAN

me
no no
no need!
he's dead.

chae :)
i'll help you

baby innie
LIN IM SO SORRY PLEASE FORGIVE ME
LIN
LIN
LIN
LIN ANSWER PLS

me
you better prepare for when
we get into that building innie.

binnie!
oh boy

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It seemed that my fuel to entering the JYP building was the urge to beat Jeongin's ass, which worked. I quickly got out of my car, grabbing all of my supplies for the task at hand. Chaelee also got out, and helped me carry certain things as we trudged to the front of the building. We almost entered, but two huge bodyguards blocked the door.

"Oh hello there." I said with a smile.

They did not smile back.

"What's your business here? It's not visiting hours." One said. I held up my huge bag full of measuring tape, fabrics, and other various things I would need.

"We're the new stylists for Stray Kids, sigan paesyeon?" Chaelee says next to me. The two guards look to each other, before speaking into an ear piece. After a minute they nod and look back to us.

"You're based on floor 5, please go to the front desk and wait for higher ups to get you and show you the way. Enjoy your time." They say before parting the seas. As we walk past we bow, and realize we're actually in the JYP building.

The front desk staff were super kind to us as we waited, and even one of the ladies owned a dress from us. When the upper management came to get us I was sad to leave the girls, and I even wrote down a note in my phone to bring them things from our shop.

The managers took us to floor five, and then into a smaller room. In here sat three people in extremely expensive suits. We sat down and exchanged bows before one of them spoke.