Enchanted (Bbangsaz)

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The sun was just beginning to rise over the skyline, casting a warm glow across Hanni's room as she paced back and forth, phone pressed to her ear. She ran a hand through her hair, frustration etched on her face.

"Danielle, I'm telling you, this writer's block is killing me" she said, her voice a mix of exhaustion and anxiety. "I haven't been able to write a single line for weeks. It's like my creativity just vanished, I'm going completely crazy."

Danielle's voice came through the phone, soothing yet firm. "I get it, Hanni. But maybe you need to step back for a bit? You've been working nonstop. Fashion Week is coming up, and it might be the perfect chance to clear your head."

Hanni sighed, leaning against her desk, glancing at the scattered notebooks and half-finished lyrics strewn around her room. "Yeah, I guess you're right. But it's so hard to just switch off. I feel this pressure to keep producing, especially with everything going on. I just don't want to disappoint anyone."

"Hanni, we're so proud of you. Your fans are whipped, you're not disappointing nobody... Look, you're human, not a machine!" Danielle shot back, a hint of playfulness in her tone. "Besides, you'll be in Paris! Take some time to breathe and enjoy it. Plus, I'm super excited to see you after the shows. You can finally hang out with Haerin!"

At the mention of Haerin, Hanni felt a little bit of excitement. They had met briefly, and while they had exchanged pleasantries, they hadn't had a chance to really connect. "Yeah, I've heard so much about her," Hanni replied, trying to sound enthusiastic. "I'd love to spend some time with both of you... but what if I embarrass myself in front of your girlfriend?"

Danielle laughed. "Oh, you definitely will! But it'll be entertaining for me. Just try not to trip over anything or spill your drink on her."

"Noted! I'll add 'don't embarrass Dani' to my to-do list for Paris," Hanni replied, chuckling. "Maybe I'll just stick to keeping it casual and let you handle the socializing."

"Please, I need you to lighten up and have some fun! Haerin is super chill, and I'm sure she'll love hanging out with you," Danielle reassured her. "And who knows? You might find some inspiration with us."

Hanni nodded, even though Danielle couldn't see her. "Okay, okay. Even if I don't want to see you all lovey dovey with your girlfriend all the time, you've convinced me. I'll try to relax and enjoy Paris, but you better promise to keep me entertained!"

"Deal! Just focus on having a good time. You deserve it," Danielle said, her voice brightening. "And remember, I'll be there cheering you on, even if it's from a distance. You've got this!"

"Thanks, Dani. You always know how to lift me up," Hanni said, feeling a bit lighter. They wrapped up their conversation with promises to catch up after the shows, and Hanni hung up, staring out the window at the awakening city.

The streets below were beginning to come alive, people rushing to start their day, oblivious to her internal struggle. Hanni took a deep breath, allowing the vibrant energy of the city to seep into her. Maybe a break in Paris was exactly what she needed.

As she started to pack her bags, thoughts of Paris filled her mind—not just the fashion shows and glamorous parties, but the allure of exploring a new city. She imagined wandering the cobblestone streets, sipping coffee at a quaint café, and soaking in the art and culture. With every item she folded into her suitcase, her excitement grew.

She pulled out her favorite oversized sweater and a couple of statement pieces she had been saving for the occasion. "Gotta make an impression" she muttered to herself, grinning.

As she organized her outfits, doubt began to creep in. What if she still felt stuck? What if the pressure of Fashion Week made it worse? Hanni shook her head, refusing to let those thoughts win. This trip was an opportunity—a chance to reconnect with herself.

She closed her eyes for a moment, envisioning the sights she hoped to see. The Eiffel Tower twinkling at night, the Louvre filled with masterpieces, and the Seine reflecting the glow of the city lights. It was all within reach, and she was determined to embrace it.

With her bags packed, Hanni took a moment to scroll through her phone, checking her messages and social media. She stumbled upon a post from a fellow artist showcasing their work, which reignited her frustration. "Why can't I come up with something like that?" she thought, biting her lip.

Just then, she received a text from Danielle: Can't wait to see you! Remember, just be yourself. You'll find your groove! Love u babe.

Hanni smiled at the encouragement. She felt a rush of gratitude for her friend, who always knew the right thing to say. She typed back a quick response: Thanks, Dani! I'll try to keep that in mind. Love u!

As she settled down to rest before the trip, Hanni reflected on what lay ahead. The thrill of Fashion Week, the excitement of seeing her fans and observing their faces when she walks in her Gucci's outfit, the joy of being with her best friend again. Little did she know, this journey would lead her to a connection that could change everything.

With a final glance around her room, she felt a wave of anticipation wash over her. Paris awaited, and she was ready to embrace whatever adventures came her way.