My Idol [BTS JIN]

#15

[CHAPTER #15]

Yeonji's Point of View

The past four days have been fucking perfect and I have no one else to thank but my handsome Seokjinnie. Yes, I am aware that us being a couple is only temporary, but I'm willing to make the most of it. Who knows, he might find someone better when he graduates.

It's our last day in Italy and we have a sponsored gala event to attend in the evening. Again, Saneul won't tell us fully what is going on, but it's been pretty hectic. The whole morning has been filled with bringing me - alone -  to a spa and a salon to get pampered for the event. The sad thing is I haven't seen Jin since 7 am this morning. I'm kind of missing his tall figure following me around lately.

"And... Here's the dress!" Mina, my stylist, says. She brings forward a body sized wallet that I'm assuming contains my evening dress.

I did show them the dress I brought from Seoul, but apparently it wasn't 'flashy' enough. It was expensive too! So, I ended up spending an hour standing whilst they took my measurements for a better dress and flashier dress.

Mina unzips the wallet and lets the plastic cover fall to the ground. My jaw drops at the sight of the intricate material. The dress is stunning.

It's simple, but elegant and so much better than the dress I brought. I can't wait to try it on.

"Quick! Go try it on!" Mina encourages handing me the dress. I take it from her and run into the dressing room. I remove my silk dressing gown and look at my figure in the mirror.

I'm so skinny, but not in a flattering way. You can see my ribs and my pelvic bones poking out from above my underwear. How can guy like bodies like this and how do girls want to be in a body like this?

Anorexia is something I didn't want to worry about, but it's a secret I have to keep. They can't know what I'm suffering from, in case they are suffering themselves.

I shake off the negative thoughts and slip on the silk garment. I love it. I've never felt so confident in a piece of clothing before.

I walk out of the dressing room feeling like the next Miss Universe.

"It's perfect!" Mina and the rest of the makeup team cheer.

I twirl in front of the mirror and admire watching the flared part of the skirt spin so elegantly. I'm not normally this self centred, but I just have to sit and soak in my beautiful-ness right now.

My dark red hair is curled with a parting on the left side of my head. They pinned the left side of my hair back to show off my ear and the diamond earring they put in. I won't lie, I feel like royalty, but I don't deserve to feel this treasured.