Meaning: At the Makeup Room In Japanese
Elena's POV
"Gosh dang it, where's my phone??" I mumbled to myself.
I was searching around the makeup room at the Studio. Wherever my phone was, I knew it was probably going to be obvious. But since I was stupid, I wouldn't be able to find it.
"You know everyone's out, right?" A voice said, startling me and making me jump.
I looked over at the doorway and felt my heart darken. I didn't expect her to be here.
"Hello there," Dasom said, looking around the room.
I didn't reply and just continued to look around for my phone, even though I felt uncomfortable right now. I heard Dasom's high heels click on the marble floor and make that loud, annoying sound.
"What're you doing here?" Dasom asked me.
"Looking for something," I said straightly and didn't look her way.
"Tch, that's funny," Dasom said, I became confused.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Why do you ask? There's no reason why I should tell you."
"Then don't...,"
"What?"
"Nothing,"
There was an awkward silence for a long time, or at least it seemed so. I glanced over my shoulder and eyed Dasom. She was just sitting there, on the stool, on her phone. For some reason, she smiled as she looked down. She seemed to notice I was staring and glared at me.
"It's rude to stare," She said, annoyed.
"Sorry...," I whispered. I turned back around, but I looked over my shoulder again.
She was still smiling as she looked down, and I was getting really curious now.
"What are you looking at?" I said. I literally wanted to die at that point. WHY DID I ASK?!
"Mind your own business." She said, starting to get impatient with me now. I clenched my teeth at her and scrunched up my face. Why did she have to be so rude? I just asked...
"Sorry...," I said again.
Dasom looked at me.
"Stop saying sorry all the time." She said angrily.
"Sorr---I mean, nevermind."
"Gawd, you're so annoying."
"Oh, wow, thanks a lot."
"What's your problem? I just said to mind your own business."
I was about to back myself up, but the door suddenly burst open and I saw it head in the direction of a lamp post and knock it over towards Dasom.
"Dasom---!" I exclaimed.
Dasom grew wide-eyed and froze up. I got up quickly and rushed over to her. But then, I couldn't because someone was already shielding her.
And it was someone I didn't want to see ever again.
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