Inyeong's POV
"So let me get this straight," Yumi poked me. "When you were 2nd year high school, we were in a relationship with him. However you broke-up because of the company's policy 'no dating.' Wait, doesn't that mean you really didn't want to break-up in the first place?"
This is getting annoying, really.
"I will repeat myself once more," my tone sounded irritated. For the third time, I explain the details. "We broke-up because we didn't feel that our relationship is getting us somewhere. That was no spark' anymore because he was very busy with his back and fourth practice at the company. I received no text or call from him. He was losing his time with me. And the company's policy is just another 'small' reason why we had to end our relationship."
She ohhed.
"Are you clarified now~?"
"Yes ma'am~"
"Good. Because it's the third time you've asked me that question. Third..!"
She becomes quiet. "Hey, isn't he moving into your apartment?"
"Not literally but my mother did say that she wishes he could stay there for a few days in a week."
"Did you guys decided on the rules already?" my best friend suggested a brilliant idea that I haven't thought of.
It hit me, "If we were to have to sleep in the same place, then there should be limitations..! Yumi you're a genius!"
We both hear a knock at the door, "Miss Hwang? Miss Lee? Are you ready yet?" It's the photographer.
The two of us head outside the tent, where our photo shoot will be taken.
For today, I had to dye my hair blonde. Surely I can't argue with the in-charge do I had to do so. Even though I'm not comfortable with it because I don't really like my hair being dyed by any color.
Anyway, for this photo shoot, we will be modeling outside the company, meaning to say it won't be just the regular background we usually have, back at the studio. There would be buildings, roads, nature and the list goes on. And I love it that way..!
"Okay, miss Hwang, look over here," the photographer called for my attention.
FLASH!
Yesung's POV
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight," I continue to mentally count as I dance with the music. "...And~ EIGHT!" Eunhyuk, one of my nine juniors, signaled the end of the first part of our dance practice for our incoming album release.
Everyone, I mean everyone, are tired.
Luckily our manager brings forth the food. Just in time for lunch break. The guys, including me, are glad to see him carrying the cellophane full of food in it. He brought some jajangmyeon, kimchi, some tteok, apples, banana and of course beverages to make us chill down a bit during this hot day. We all take our share and eat our meals in different areas in the practice room.
The phone on my back pocket vibrates. Chewing my food inside my mouth, I pull out my phone. I just received a text message from.. Inyeong?! Wait, where the heck did she get my phone number?
I have an idea. Mom. Well, I can't do anything else but to read it.
"Yah, Jongwoon-ah. We're setting rules later this evening. You should come by 7:00PM."
Tch..! Right~
"I am not free tonight." I composed a text and sent it to her.
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Promise You
RomanceLiving happily with only few to worry. Satisfied with the stable yet stressful job as an idol. And most of all, Jongwoon is sincerely loving his secret girlfriend. He has always kept her and their activities a good distance from the judgmental and h...
