Where Is The Truth

Fourteen Sunflowers

Singer/ Groups: Dok 2 (rapper) , Hyukoh, Code Kunst

Name of Song: Parachute

Type of Video:Music Video

Who am I: Odile  

"Going good so far." Boss grinned, looking at the charts on his computer while Shin sorted through the CDs in the basement.

Yes, I'm sleeping next to those babies that will soon be helping me earn money. There's so much boxes of them that I don't really have any space to stretch my leg fully, though tomorrow I'll be able to once more.

"The promotion of the first album... the results are astounding. We're making profits, a little tiny, but its there. I'll check the bank tomorrow. I think we should have enough to fund a music video for the next album. Your suggestion to translate the song...I think it just needs more time." Boss winked as he gave a thumbs up.

I had translated the song we were promoting into English, Japanese, Spanish and Chinese when I couldn't sleep at all during one of the weeks and we had just started selling it on-line on various platform. Some found my voice in those languages more appealing and the sale was doing quite okay, though not really fast.

"Which do you prefer, Odile? Strenous activity while chit chatting or just chit chatting while stationary?" Boss suddenly asked.

" I'm good with running I guess." I said.

"Hmm.... Ok then, You'll be a guesting in Running Man instead of "Strong Heart"." Boss said, typing away at his computer. "It'll be somewhere around next week. Oh and remember that predebut documentary you filmed?"

"Yea?" I nodded.

"Sit down." Boss said. "James just sent the completed videos back."

Wasn't that supposed to be scraped? I didn't even have a single make up or scar on me then...

The video started and as I stared at the 'me' in the video months ago, my mouth fell open. The scar was there, just like how it looked like when Shin does it on my face. Except it looked more cringy and brutal.

"How-"

"My friend is a pro at it. He's not really interested in your little secret, don't worry. That man can hold a ton of secret and not spill any." Boss grinned. "I'll further examine it to see if there are any flaws before we actually air this for your fans. You've got a fanmeeting coming up too so try your best to reduce those unsightly eyebags."

"Yes, sir." I tried my best not to grimace.

"I'm thinking of getting you a doctor as well, to cure your sleep apnea. You can't continue like that. We'll see if the next album has more profit. The cost will be deducted from your salary." Boss said. "No " but's ", it's final. You can minimize your loss by working harder and gaining fans. The more people who buy your album, the more we can earn."

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The car door clicked open and I got out of the car quickly, making sure to keep my cap as low as possible. The staffs immediately ran over, though that alerted the lurking girls that someone related to the show was here.

"It's Elido!" Someone in the crowd screeched, as if she was going to have a heart attack, and at once the silent crowd erupted into squeals and screams.

"And that's a new record! Whoa, Soala , you totally got owned by Elido!" The famous grass-hopper lookalike MC, Jaesuk ,cheered as he ran over to grab my hand.

"Hello" I bowed quickly. What is going on?

"My brother!" Kwangsoo suddenly exclaimed, opening his long arms for a hug. I stepped back immediately, causing everyone to laugh as Jaesuk immediately came to my defence.

" That's my teammate, you punk, you have to get through me to hug him."

While they were bickering, a van drove in, diverting the crowd's attention.

"Must be a group."

"Girl group! Girl group!" Kwangsoo and Haha started chanting together.

The van door slide open and a long leg emerged. The scream from the crowd was just as intense as it was when Elido alighted.

"Skunk S!" Kwangsoo cheered, as if he won a lottery ticket.

Jong Kook immediately rushed over to greet the six member team. I couldn't help staring. They were extremely handsome.

"We're definitely beating you, Elido! Just you watch! Hmph!" Kwangsoo stuck out his chin, clearly sour that I rejected his hug.

"Skunk S is a little short on the decibel than Elido." The PD immediately shot Kwang Doo in his words as he revealed the digits.

It seems they were already playing a game while we arrived. The man who makes the crowd scream louder wins for the team. Today was definitely going to be a weird day.