PROLOGUE II

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PROLOGUE II

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MINJI HAD BARELY STEPPED OUT OF THE AIRPLANE, and yet she had exactly two hours to get to the meeting.

Back in Canada, as soon as she replied to their email, one of the business representatives of BigHit asked for her phone number — which was still a canadian number — to discuss some things about her trip to Seoul. After a long hour on the phone, the representative had already purchased her plane ticket and decided the main stuff she would have to do once she got in Korea. She was very excited, though.

Two days and a few hours later, Minji was already boarding to Korea with full support to her journey. Hours later, she was finally there... in Seoul — and she had two hours to get to BigHit.

Thank God the flight was on time — she thought, wipping the cold sweat of her forehead. After taking her suitcases, she heads out the enourmous airport to take a taxi towards the company, not bothering to look around and absorb the modern construction she was in, neither the people who were there... but one thing she knew: they were all staring at her.

Minji was a half Korean and half Italian woman born in Canada, so her skin wasn't that pale, just a bit more tanned, her hair was black and her eyes were a perfect misture between green and brown — and that meant she was different. Minji surely looked like a Korean woman but her g1reen eyes were making some people — who were passing by her  — very confused. Still, she ignored them and ran towards the main entrance of the airport.

Getting there, she finally got to stop and breathe for a second, looking around. Gazing at the glass door in front of her, Minji finally noticed how much of a mess she was: her long dark hair was in a really messy bun, she had deep purple bags under her eyes and her face was swollen from — trying — to sleep in the umcomfortable airplane seat, but failing miserably at that. She was wearing black sweatpants and a pink crop top — which she completely regreted choosing because it was fucking raining.

Looking up, she sighed at the dark blue sky. The drops of rain were falling down furiously, the wind was cold and lightining ocurred from time to time.

"Fuck... I have exactly one hour and forty minutes to get to BigHit, the weather is really bad and I am not wearing appropriate clothes for the occasion. How am I supposed to meet them like this? Will I even get there in time?", she whispered, talking to herself.

Balancing the pros and cons, Minji decided to go back to the airport restroom, find something better to wear and apply decent makeup, hoping her looks would get any better than that.

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