Fall in love like a star

The real ending

The mid-age lady in her classic outfit enters the photo shooting room,  getting the amount of attention she always has.

"Mrs. Park " the stuffs greet her here and there. We got the familiar fox in the industry back.

She made her way towards her artist who just had a rest after two hours of posing in front of camera.

"How do you feel, Mr. Heart owner? "
She tapped the younger guy's shoulder lightly as he just shrugged it off.

"like usual" Deep voice replied.

The guy finally turned and gave his manager a small smile before getting his attention back to his phone.

"Alright Taeyong. I just want to remind you---"

"The New York Fashion Week... I know it, grandma! " he replied assault while the lady was bearing with the thought that he called her 'grandma'
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New York......

The Sennerista hotel....
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"yes? Oh I just arrived.  What's else I could help, John? " the shoulder length hair was struggling with the boxes on her hand with her head tilt to her shoulder to have conversation on phone with her boss friend.

"Fine.  Then see you tomorrow.... Bye John! Have a wonderful date with your girlfriend and pay me back my ramyeon later! . "

She laughed at his reaction before she managed to put the boxes on one of the coffee table then hung up her phone.

John has been her helper for these years. She really owes him a lot.
If that year he didn't give her a chance to be his employee in New York TV station, she could've been unemployed in Jeju by now.

"Good morning, Miss! What can I help? " the receptionist greet her with her warm smile as the lady replies back.

"I booked the room 196 last night from Paris." she told the teenager employee as she is told to wait for her checking. Last week she had to direct one of the show in Paris. She just got a call from John last friday that he sincerely need her help for this week fashion show. So she rushed back after she finished everything in France even she has planned to spend a whole month there.

"Oh.. Miss. Jennie, right? " the receptionist asked her and she adorably nods.
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After she locked her room,  she flips the boxes of document down on the bed before running to the balcony,  breathing out loud, feeling relief as ever, then enjoy the morning view.

Little did she knew,  her neighbor in his room is also enjoying what's she's doing.

The guy gulped the red wine in a very classic way and attractive he is while his gazes is on the floor shop down street across the hotel he's in.

Not long after he saw her. He was about to spilt the alcohol out while leaning on the balcony,  trying to make sure if he got it right.

But he's all right.  It's her. He's not seeing anyone but her.

There she's smiling at the shop keeper like they're having a very sweet conversation. She paid for her roses and left the shop.

This makes his sense comes back in his body,  leaving everything behind,  with no mask,  no blackhead, no disguise, he's following her with his real self.

Luckily,  he's in Europe.  Less people seem to recognise his existence.
But sadly,  when he arrived the shop,  he lost her track.
"Do you need anything sir? " the early shop keeper asked him with worried and smiley face,seeing him sweating.