Fresh Air (Jay Park) COMPLETED

Meeting

Yeri's POV

I can't sleep. His lost eyes keep on haunting me as I close mine. Something in them told me how lonely he was. And now I feel guilty for skipping out like that. But I don't need any more people in my life to complicate it. My music is my only companion, that and my camera. Speaking of camera's, I get up and plug it into my computer. Might as well do something productive for a change.

The moment his face pops on my screen I sigh. He is a nice sight for sore eyes. His smile reaches all the way across his face. But something is wrong. Something speaks to me. It's his eyes. Again, they look lonely, like no one understands who he is. They captivate me, again, like when I was on the dance floor. But when he looks directly into the camera his eyes change. Like they're seeing for the first time, like he's happy. For the first time in a long time, my heart actually skips a beat. Did I really walk out on that?

Looking through the pictures makes me want to go back to the club. But I can't. I won't. I have to sleep. Work is there in the morning, it's not going anywhere. My job tomorrow is to photograph a boy group. They all start to mix up after a while. I do enjoy the music they make, I just don't get into all the fangirl stuff. My life has no time for that. It won't make time for that.

Sleep finally comes after long hours of tossing and turning. His face comes to mind again. My mind is replaying the night, but instead of running off, I stay. He finds me and talks to me. We actually get along, he's a nice person who keeps on asking me questions about myself. We dance and drink the night away until he takes me home and kisses me goodnight. Again, my mind is playing tricks on me. Jay Park wasn't looking for me, he just happened to see me.

I shoot up just before my alarm clock goes off. I push on the silent button and swing my legs out of my bed. The floor is cold to the touch, but that only makes me feel alive. Getting ready for work doesn't require much. A light bit of make-up, a hoodie and my hair in a messy bun. It's breakfast to go since I'm always late and they always have food ready for me. The people at my job know what my life is like, they understand I have no time for trivial things.

When I get at my job everyone is waiting to set up. I have to check the lighting and position of all the camera's. Since it's a big group it has to be on a bigger scale. They went all out with the decor this time. Balloons and all, not my taste at all, but I do as I'm asked by the company. That's probably why they keep hiring me.

"Yeri, you ready? The guys are here," my assistant asks me as I'm still checking the lights.

"Who put these lights up?" I sigh.

"Tech team. Why? Are they no good?" She asks me, I know she's scared of doing stuff wrong because she's new.

"It's off. Send them over right now," I say as friendly as I can.

She hurries off and I sit back down. I'm way too agitated to keep sitting. So I stand back up and go for a cup of coffee in the cafeteria. The machine is free, luckily. I would've thrown a fit if it hadn't been. I'm fond of my black coffee in the morning and I don't want any delays. My coffee comes out, easily. I'm happy now as I take a first sip and walk back to the door. My coffee is still very hot and hard to drink. I'll burn my tongue if I drink even more so I stop and look at my phone. My assistant sent me a message saying the tech guys were finally done with the lighting properly and I just had to give the go. A sigh escapes my lips as I walk through the door. Without looking up I walk into someone and spill all my coffee. A big curse escapes my lips. I needed that coffee to get through the day.

"This day can't get any fucking better!" I say as I pick up the paper cup and throw it in the bin.

"No sorry?" The guy says and I look up.