Three years ago when you were at verge of seeing success, you were asked to design for an emerging actor who had a strong girl fan base. He wanted to meet you in person to discuss about the suit you're going to design for him. You thought he takes that much care in every aspect of his exposure as no male client of yours was directly involved for a suit. They'll meet you in person if and only they have a theme to follow for a photoshoot or performance.
So you didn't think it to be any weird, as it really isn't! You went to a coffee shop and sat with him, he told you there was something in your cheek and held it. Also he said that you look like his sister who's dead. You sympathized for him. At the end of discussion you both hugged, and he kissed your forehead.
Even though you weren't comfortable with that, you thought it was alright because everything he did was out of a brotherly affection. You thought! Poor you! Then you met him again. He took a selfie with you in which he held you tight and posted in his instagram.
Rumours were doing rounds that you both were a couple. Some people even thrashed you in social media for taking away their dream man from them.
His post of a selfie with you had a comment box filled with filthy comments and slut-shaming statements. To your wonder most of those comments were made by girls. They thought you're too ugly for a good-looking man like him.
Just when you thought everything was wrong, he made it even worse by releasing pictures of him and you from the coffee shop the next day. A set of five pictures were released. The pictures created a pretence of love with poses of him holding your cheek, him holding your hand, you both were laughing, you both hugged and finally him kissing your forehead.
When your team tried to reach his team, they didn't respond. He personally blocked you from every way you could get to him.
Then his driver called Suzy and told that everything was a publicity stunt to maintain himself as a trending topic. You felt something worse than betrayal.
Every word he spilled out of his dirty mouth was a lie. He lied, took advantage of you, sexually harassed you and now he framed you with a false image as well. It's scary how someone can ruin your entire life into a whole lie within a couple of days.
You couldn't even breathe freely, sleep or eat. You thought of showing his chat but to no avail he was very careful that he didn't mention you as his sister in those conversations.
Everything was against you. He could come up with anything. He can now take the story he created to any twist and turns. You couldn't leave your room, it was like every way you try to breathe was trapped with a bag of filthy names for you.
The hatred was too much to stand even though it was from a small number of people. A month passed. You didn't work on any new projects after him. Suzy came to meet you, made you feel better and she offered you a drink in the nearby club. You both went there, ordered a drink and was waiting for it.
Suddenly a drunk woman in the club recognized you and started shouting at you, “Hey Bitch, fuck off, why don't you go and suck....... for a living! How come you're here! Who's your next tar...”, like a demon she took a beer bottle and smashed it on your head. Before you realise anything you faint there with your eyes blanked out.
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I See Red
Misterio / SuspensoYou're a famous fashion designer dating your favorite client Jungkook who's a popular pop star. Things get ugly later :) Y'all this has a lot of mature content, sexual and violence.