"Hyung can you zip this one for me?!" Bambam asked Mark for help. The boys are busy for their comeback stage performance this coming afternoon.
"Komowo" Mark then grabbed his phone and continued to search for the girl he saw last night by the restaurant.
"Hyung what are you doing?!" Yugyeom sat down beside him "Choi Ingrid?!" the maknae asked in disbelief "Aniyo. It's my cousin's friend. He asked me to make a comment" for being gullible, the maknae believed his hyung.
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"Annyeong Miss Choi" the guy with a nice suit ad a good smile greeted me. I just smiled because I feel so uneasy.
"I've seen your photo of this. Are you a model?" he asked me "Aniyo" I answered "It's just for fun. I didn't know that my brother posted it online"
"I love your style of modeling. You could be a star"
"Aniyo Sunbaenim. I am a freelance writer. I write poems and stories of any kind" he just smiled at me and gave me an envelope "What is this?"
"Open it" I obeyed what he said and saw my manuscript. I remember, I left my manuscript yesterday at the park. They must've seen it. I'm so stupid!
"I've read it and I heard that the Mr. Kim disliked your work because it's commomn. Am I right?!" I nooded and looked at him.
"Now Ingrid. When you choose my company, we will make you a successful model. We are a family here. This must be your fate"
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I walked out of the room and placed the manuscript inside my bag. This is a good company. I'll have to tell my Oppa about it.
By the way, I accepted the offer. I'm a little bit sad about it, since I love writing, but I think Sunbaenim is right. It must be my fate. The ajumma I saw yesterday at the park said that this is my fate. JYP hired me as model without passing any test or audition or something.
"Weird" I mumbled to myself. I looked around and saw "Yah!" I shouted with all my might "Huh?" it was the guy who helped me last nigt. The guy who asked my name.
"Yah it's me. You don't remember" I asked him and smiled "Choi Ingrid. Right?" he said. I felt happy he remembered "Neh?! you work here"
"Yes and you?!"
"Ah. JYP hired me as model and you?!" before he could answer me I ran away because my brother texted me to go to his office "I have to go. By the way. Thanks for helping me out. Bye" I waved at him and ran away.
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"Bye" Mark mumbled while watching Ingrid running away. He didn't expect to see Ingrid in the company and for the second time.
"Hyung. What are you doing?!" Bambam tapped his shoulders "Nothing. Let's go" he managed to say to Bambam.
"Sunbaenim is waiting for you. I thought you were at the back" Bambam said to him "Is there something bothering you?" Mark smiled at him and they went to the office of the CEO without answering the question.
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"Really?!"
"Yah Oppa. Shut your mouth" I said to him. Everyone in the office are staring at us "Neh?! I'm going to start tomorrow. And maybe, they'll have to assign me in a apartment" I said to him.
Then suddenly I felt my brothers arm around me. He hugged me. He will miss me. I know this man, you will see his happiness and then suddenly hugs you.
"I'm going to miss you" he said to me. I smiled and hugged him tight "Me too Oppa. I'm going to miss you so much"
After his work, we went to our favorite restaurant and ate there. I guess, he's cherishing some moments. Since I'm going to be so busy.
No time for each other. Time is important in our family. It's a tradition for almost two generations.
"Don't go out with stars" he's being protective again "Arasso Oppa" I sarcastically replied to him. But he hit my head so hard. Aiishhh.
"Yah. That hurts"
"Don't talk to me like that" he said to me, while looking bad at me. I rolled my eyes and looked around and saw "Yah" I shouted.
"Ingrid" it was the guy who helped me and the same guy I saw at the company earlier this moment, again.
"Hey. We meet again" I smiled at him "Yeah. Ah by the way Oppa. This is the guy who helped me last night and the guy I met in the company. He is.." Oh foolish gal. I don't know his name. How am I suppose to tell my brother, when I don't know his name.
"You're Mark Tuan of Got7. Right?!" my brother asked. They know each other. I looked at him not my brother, HIM and he just smiled at my Oppa.
"You know each other?" I asked them "No. He's famous. He belongs to a kpop group" I almost drop my jaw when I heard my Oppa said those words.
He's famous. He belongs in a kpop group. Great. Just great. Now I'm ruined. I looked at him and he just smiled at me "Don't worry. I'm friendly"
"Aniyo. It's just. You know. You know what I mean. What I want to s-say is..." I'm beginning to shutter with the words I say.
I didn't even know that he is FAMOUS. I might not be able to go home alive. he has fans, who loves to kill me right now. Aiiishh. Oh, foolish girl.
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Ingrid's Fate [GOT7 Fanfiction]
FanfictionIt's my fate. Like the other princesses, I also have my own 'Once upon a time' and I will end it with my 'Happily Ever After' with my 'Prince Charming'.