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I wake up to the sharp ring of my alarm clock. Rolling over, I reach out and as I turn it off I realise what day it is.
Sitting up up straight in my bed, as awake as ever, I swing my legs off the bed energetically.
It may seem unusual for someone who has woken up at 4am to be acting like this but I have a decent excuse: my first day of work as a stylist on a TV set.
Getting out of bed, I head to my large walk-in closet to pic out an outfit and after a few minutes I settle on a pair of bright jeans, a black laced up singlet with a creme/brownish Gucci trench coat over the top and timberland originals.
After getting washed up, dressed and applying my casual makeup I head down the stairs of my home, grabbing my handbag and iPhone from the kitchen counter.
It takes a ten minute drive to get to the building where I will be meeting my boss and the actors I will be styling, luckily there is a coffee shop next door to it.
I check my watch as I leave my car and lock it behind me. 5:20. I am nowhere near late.
After ordering a drink I sit on one of the comfortable seats and put my headphones on while opening the Korean radio app on my phone.
"The next song will be the hit song Fire By Bangtansonyeondan" the host announces as I sip my frappucino and an upbeat song fills my ears.
"bultaoreune" one of the singer's say and the song escalates. I look out the window and watch people hurrying to get to work, wondering what their life is like. Are they happy with their job? Are they married? Having a bad day? I let my thoughts cloud my mind, not paying much attention to the outside world.
After i finish my frappuccino and listen to some more songs I decide to go to the building in which the meeting will be held.
I take a deep breath, nervously exhaling as I walk through the large doors of the building and into the lobby. "what if the actors don't like me?" I think anxiously as I walk towards the reception desk.
"Good morning miss, how may I help you?" Chirps the receptionist with a bright smile, making me feel a little less nervous.
"I work for director kang of Hwarang...can you give me in the direction of the meeting room?" I ask and her smile widens.
"Walk down that hallway and the room will be towards the end on the right, there will be a visible sign on the door." She points to the left and i thank her.
"Have a nice day!" She calls and I grin In response, starting to walk in the direction she has pointed.
I don't realize my mistake of not looking where I am going until I feel the strong impact of my body walking into another.
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FanfictionIn which Kim Taehyung finds himself falling for his makeup artist.