Fated To Love You

55th String - Back to the Bus Stop

A week after summer started, I was asked to do a photoshoot in Paris, France, so I was out of the country for about 3 days and right now I just came back to Seoul.

“Hey, after tomorrow, you’ll be having 5 fashion shows in Japan, and we’ll fly the next week going to California for another photoshoot for Vogue, this time it’s Vogue Korea, and after that—“

“I never thought I’d have this much work during vacation!” I complained as I stomped my feet on the tiled floor of the airport.

“Well this is the career you chose so act like a professional would miss.” My manager said and I just nodded then frowned.

“I just wish I can have even a week of rest.” I said then pouted.

“Well good news for you! You can get that vacation of your dreams after we finish all these stuff. The management has granted you 1 week break for the last week of your summer vacation!” He said in a somewhat bragging tone.

“Right. I just wish we finish fast and I get that vacation.” I said and we proceeded into the company car prepared for us.

After all the tiring modeling and photoshoot jobs I was offered with, I just went home. I laid on my bed wishing sleep would visit me any time soon.

“1 sheep, 2 sheep, 3 shee—“ My phone suddenly rings.

“Yeoboseyoooo” I said.

-Oi! Are you home already?- Marcus.

“Ne.”

-Let’s meet later at Zeus Hotel at 8PM.-

“Hmmm? What is this for?” I asked quite curious as to why he’d invite me at a such expensive hotel.

-You’ll see when you get there.-

“Alright… anyway, I’m hanging up. I’m too tired that I want to get some sleep before I go there.”

-Alright. Have a good sleep then. I’ll see you later. I love you.-

“I love you back.” Then I hung up.

It was still 10 in the morning, and I couldn’t help but sleep until I was. I guess I’ll be needing this so I can get the energy for tonight might be a long night.

I was woken up by my ringing tone, it was SHIVA’s song but then hearing it like this felt so much irritating for me.

“Who would be calling me again…” I grabbed my phone and looked at the time. It’s already 4 in the afternoon.

Not bad. I at least got several hours of sleep.

I pressed the answer button to the unregistered number calling.

“Yeoboseyo.”

-How are you?-

“Who is this?”

And I heard a giggle on the other line.

-Just because we’ve not been seeing each other, you already forgot about me?-

“Who are you?”

-You don’t have to know. Cause you will soon know me…-

“Yah! Tell me who are you!”

-Meet me at the café near your house at 7PM and you’ll see me.-

“And why would I obey you when I don’t even know you?!”

-You know me. You just haven’t figured out. And you will follow because if not, something bad will happen to your sweetheart.- And she snickered.