Chapter 34

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Comeback stage

I was back in the same setting. People rushing about. The bustling room and the hustle that went with it.

I had tied my hair up in a ponytail and put on my best look, ready to slay. I was going to reduce all anxiety and be the most confident I could. That would show Minghao I did not need him. I was perfectly fine without him. I would shove all my anxiety in a chest in my chest and lock it up.

Then I saw the 13 boys stream in and my plan was so close to backfiring. I reassured myself that I should just overlook the large group. Just focus on one person at a time. I called out to the member closest to me. He was tall but he was my best bet at proving I could get over my anxiety on my own.

"Mingyu!" I threw my, as Jun would call it, fragile voice out there to him.

His head shot towards me and he honestly looked shocked just like the few others around me. He sat down on the chair I pointed him to in a flash. He seemed afraid. Haha.

"D-did I do anything wrong?" he stuttered.

I shook my head and giggled.

"No. I just wanted to call you over to do your makeup. Why? Did you think I was too soft to shout?" I explained.

He shook his head without hesitation. I think I scared him still. Well, I never shouted like that before. I would usually go up to them and tug on their sleeve, poke them lightly or get Jun's help to call them. However, that was not usually the case as Minghao would already help me bring members over so I did not have to look for anyone. As of now, that was out the window. I could only rely on myself now.

I started putting on makeup on Mingyu. I sucked in every nerve and held on. I tried not to show it, not even in my eyes. I used the rage in me to cover up my anxiety. Thankfully, Mingyu stayed still and did not point out any signs of anxiety. Actually, no one did the next half an hour.

Half an hour later, we took a quick 5-minute break before starting to touch up the boys' appearances. The stylists sat on chairs by the mirrors.

"Woah. Hee-young is so brave today! It's like a whole different you! What happened?" Sun-hee feedbacked, smiling for my progress.

"Yeah, I mean you could tell the boys off today for disturbing Dino while you were doing his makeup. The Hee-young before would never be able to do that," one of them added.

I scratched the back of my neck with a sheepish smile. I guess I really worked hard today. It worked. I even managed to shout across the room when I helped to hand out the costumes. It was not very loud but it did its job.

In my peripheral vision, I could see a certain boy glaring at me. I turned to face him but he had shifted his attention to something else. I chose to ignore him and got back to work.

I picked up the small bag containing makeup and continued work. I hid all my nerves and forced myself out of it. I gave my hands a little shake before going to check on the members' appearances.

I dusted off their jackets and made mild adjustments to their hair if required. After I was done with Joshua, I turned to see Minghao standing right in front of me. Yay... Lucky me... I grumbled to myself.

As much as I wanted to head in the other direction, this was my job. I could not run from it. I had to remain professional and just suck up the fact I still had to have contact with my ex.

"Yah, Minghao. Turn. I need to check your clothes," I said to him unwillingly.

He hesitated and did as told. I tried to abstain from touching him but I had to touch up his makeup. It was difficult. I touched up the powder. Then, I noticed his eyeshadow was slightly lacking.

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