So.
I have no choice but to follow him around. I can't be alone, but he can't stay put either, he's an idol, with a lot of schedules. So far we've only been to the mall, and he bought make up, for me. He must've been reading from the beginning.
Around two years ago
Wish I could do her make-up. I miss it so much.
But he bought so much.
"What's all the make-up for?"
"You."
"W- Why?"
"Not all for you, but for you to use on me."
Her confusion face is adorable, but I should probably explain to her more.
"I hired you as my personal make-up artist."
Personal? Make-up? Artist? Me? How?
"How? I don't have any qualifications. I can't get a job like that."
"That's why I'm sending you to a six month course. That's all you'll need. And the course requires you to do an external project too, so I'll be your client."
One thing runs through my mind. How can I repay him? He's doing too much for me, I can't even do half for him in ten years. I sit on my bed, unable to comprehend why on earth he was doing so much.
I hope she doesn't feel too burdened, or feel uncomfortable. I just want to help her as much as I can. I really like her. She's so... So small. That's all I could say.
I've seen those memes fans make of us when we look cute and child like, calling us small. Well, now I know how they feel, (even though I'm 184, come on people!)
*
And so I followed him. Performances, meetings, shows, lunch, everything. He's so nice. He'd watch over me even during conversations, and always looks to see if I'm fine afterwards. I've also met the others. And just as I expected, they were really angels. The younger ones were cute, and I could quickly make friends with Jungwoo since we're the same age, and he's adorable.
"Yoojin, can you help fix this part? My shirt crinkled..."
"How?"
"I, uh... Dehet."
Like always, I fall for his cuteness. Even if we're the same age and he's a few months older, he's more like a child to me.
She's been getting closer, that's a good sign. I know she's with Jungwoo a lot, but I'm not jealous. I've seen how she treats him, and it's cute. She'd make a great sister/mother/wife, which ever fits.
"Yoojin, your assessment is next week. Did you prepare?"
"Oh, yes I did. But... I need a girl to do it on. It's not something for guys."
"Let's ask Seulgi or someone." - Taeyong
"No. An idol won't be a good idea. They'll think she's privileged and start a ruckus. I know someone who can help. She's still a trainee, so it shouldn't matter much." - Mark
"Who Mark?"
"A close friend. I'll call her now and let you know."
Everyone's so supportive. How can I ever repay them for their kindness?
*
I've met Mark's friend. I know her, she's a famous trainee, but people seem to be forgetting about her now and then unless something comes up.
"Thank you for helping me Koeun."
"No problem. It's great to be able to do something else."
I do the make-up look I had planned on her. Thanks to her features, the make-up came out better than I had expected.
"Done. What do you think?"
"Wow! Hey, after Johnny, can you maybe be my make-up artist? Once I debut that is."
"Maybe... Oh, I have to go. See you."
I left because Johnny's leaving soon too. I ran down to the parking, where he was waiting.
I wondered how Yoojin was doing. She came down, all equipment packed up, and looked tired. But she seemed happy. And that makes me happy. She still cries in her sleep, and shakes. I know, because after the first time, I find myself sitting next to her bed watching her sleep. Once I just touch her hand, she goes quiet. That's all, just a touch. I want to do more than that, because I know it will make a big difference to her life.
Johnny seemed in thought while we drove home. I'm too tired to think why, so I dozed off looking outside.
"Yoojin!"
She jumped up from her seat, again sweating and teared up. I grab her face and turned her to me, when she suddenly broke down. I knew only one solution. I hugged her this time, which is a first.
It feels secure, when his arms are around me. He didn't hesitate I guess because I could feel him rub my back.
"Shh... It's alright. Whatever you saw wasn't real."
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Fanfiction(under reconstruction) Yoojin wrote, every week, at the same time, She wrote about everything, But she never expected anyone to read, Especially the person, or people, her writings directed to, The ones who were the only cause of her smile and laugh...
