I'm The Lucky One (D.O Kyungsoo)

Part 3

Kyungsoo's POV

I moped back to the room and as I opened the door, 8 sets of eyes were staring at me with a strange sense of persistence. 

"Well? Did you do it?" Kai said with urgency through his voice. I shook my head as groans filled the air.

"Come on! She's easy to talk to, hyung. We all know she'd be happy with going out with an idol." Sehun said while drinking his sacred bubble tea. 

"I don't want that! I never want her to feel forced to do something because I'm an idol. That's just shallow." I cried out, angered. It was true. I wanted to just be another person in her eyes. Well, someone normal but she liked! She's kind and sweet, and the word beautiful didn't describe her. Maybe stunning. Or absolutely gorgeous, but they were all just too.................bland. She was perfect. Every way. I loved when she talked to me, her voice was like a soft breeze in a warm summer day. The cliche words in my mind still made sense. I sat on the white couch once our manager came in, his words just sounded like I was hearing them from under water. Her voice was the only one I was hearing even though she wasn't in the room. God, this isn't good for me. I can't focus. When I think of her though, I work much harder. I smile more. She's just everything good in the world. We had to go perform but she's just perfect in my mind. I shook her voice from my ears and focused on the crowd and cameras before me. 

Marina's POV

I sat on a chair on the side of the stage, flipping through my phone. I had checked up on all of my "clients", making sure their makeup was satisfactory. 

"Marina! What's up?" Park Hwan Soo, a crew member said as I groaned. The title 'Player' didn't make sense to me until I met him. He placed his arm on my shoulder, but I violently shook it off. 

"What do you want." I grumbled through my bared teeth. 

"Wow, someone's a little feisty. You on your period or something?" That comment through me over the edge. I punched him across the face and proudly walked through the door again. I don't know why he thought he had a chance. Did I look easy? Like a loose woman? I glanced down at my outfit, judging myself. I had black skinny jeans, black high heels, a leather jacket, a black tank top, and a pair of silver and black fake gauges. I was going for badass, not loose. I was right! I did look like a slut. What was wrong with me? Why did I just have to look so so bad? I can't play the part, I just had to look like the girl at a high school that every boy has made with. 

"D-Did Kyungsoo think I looked bad?" I mumbled to myself. Where on earth did that thought come from?!?! I'm simply a mess. A harlot looking mess! I walked towards my car, after all my job was done. I unlocked the door, got in, locked it once more, and started sobbing. 

"You're an ugly piece of trash. You got this job out of pity, not because of talent. You don't deserve to be around these incredible people, they don't have the time to spend with a loser like you." I cried as the hot tears messed with my makeup. The tears blurred my eyes as I started to turn on my car. I drove silently towards my small apartment in the SM Building. I parked and as I got out, I shielded my eyes and ran to the door. I showed my badge to the body guard and nearly ran to the elevator. I pressed the fifth floor and once the door opened I walked quickly to my door and got in. I wiped my now black stained cheeks as I made some green tea. I just wanted this day to be over. And trust me, I wanted it over soon.