Chapter 1

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"That's Cha Eun Woo, he's the face of the group." Dong-geun presented.

Face of the group? I don't care but I must say... it's obvious.

"You think so?" I asked, semiconscious.

The passable scene that just happened took me a long moment to let it go. Maybe it seemed unforgettable and absorbing because I met a good looking artist. But I have met a lot of artists and I have artist friends and I don't feel like this everytime I see them. But maybe, it's just it. It was just unexpected to cross paths with an artist. —With a group of artists.

"Yeah, 'cause he's a bit more handsome than me..." 

I raised a brow at him when he acted to look sad. 

I laughed so hard.

Dong-geun may look good but Eunwoo is just... way farther than that. (Just an opinion of a currently dazed girl.)

I stood up ahead when the staff got some new outfits from a small wardrobe and started placing them in an organized manner on the sofa. 

I don't know if people are just really too busy to not mind me or they're used to Dong-geun always bringing friends around. It's better, though, that no one notices me.

The first to get out of a cubicle was the man who has a pastel pink hair. He was then addressed by his make-up artist. The same with the rest of the artists that got out. Eunwoo was the last and he was still folding the hem around his arm when he opened the cubicle.

After seriously maneuvering the clothing, his make-up artists rushed to him. He scanned his eyes on the whole area and when it rested on me, I immediately felt alarmed to look away. 

I drank a shot that was on the table instead. I then felt my phone vibrating from the pocket of my skirt. I opened it and clicked silent when I saw that it was my dad.

"Go, Astro! Break a leg!" Dong-geun clapped and went to the door to give the artists a sporty exit.

He has to leave me from time to time to atleast do some work but I'm totally fine. As long as I'm not being kicked out of here.

I smiled and looked back on my phone.

Keiren:

Hey, where are you? We need to meet somewhere after the concert if u went away. We'll have a night out with my other fan friends later!

Me:

I don't wanna go with you, KPOPPERS. I'll probably party on my own tonight.

I just decided to turn my phone off. After all, she told me that I am out of her responsibility. I just went with her last-minute and my original plan is to party here in Korea. We're adults now anyway.

"Can I have a drink?" I heard a rough chuckle upon smelling a familiar scent.

I instantly looked at Eunwoo who's pointing on a drink while his chinky eyes are smiling at me.

I was weirded out. I just wished it didn't reflect on my face.

"Why not?" I took the shot he's pointing. "This?" 

"No, the one on the side." He laughed fondly.

"Oh!" This time, I surely got the right one. I handed it to him. "Here, picky."

He drank it in a swift and I saw how his adam's apple moved up and down sexily. I decided to get him a lemon instead of looking too mesmerized.

He licked his lips and it curled into a grin. He glanced at the lemon on my hand and shook his head.

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