Requested by: @milalovesseventeen
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Bold - Speaking in Korean
Italized - Speaking in English
"Hello Ms. (Y/N), nice to finally meet you." A tall, looking professional, guy said with a sweet smile plastered on his face after he bowed.
I smiled back, bowing back. "Hello Manager-nim, same goes here."
He nodded as he helped me on my way to the room where I will meet the people whom I'm going to work with.
I'm actually excited and nervous at the same time because I'm going to meet those people that I have heard from others around the world. I'm not pretty sure if I will able to survive my job for them because....I just can't. Oof.
I'm a make-up artist for years and I love it with all my heart. When I was a kid, I play with my mom's make-up whenever I have the chance. She gets pissed off but lets me do her makeup because it's incredible according to her. I even put make-up on my dad and it's really hilarious.
As time passed by, I started to discover and realize that applying make-up or should I say, cosmetics on someone is my God-gifted talented. I didn't hesitate to enhance my skills even deeper until I was discovered by a company in the US from a video that I uploaded in Youtube.
It has 6M views and 400k likes. Lets not mind the dislikes. And that's why I got a lot of contracts from companies that are well known in the industry.
Then, I'm able to made my parents proud even though they wanted me to be a Doctor. Since this is my passion, they continue supporting me and cheering me up which is incredibly amazing deep down.
I was interrupted from my thoughts when Manager-nim announced that we have arrived, and he's going to tell everyone first before anything else. I nodded as a response.
He smiled, twisting the door knob open. His figure walked inside then closes the door right after. It took me a few seconds to process everything before jumping up and down while screaming internally with happiness.
I cooled down myself before anyone could spot me being so weird. I took a deep breath before saying, "You can do this, (Y/N). They believe in you because you are a professional make-up artist. Keep in mind that you will fulfill your promise to work for them as it is stated in the contract."
I startled a bit when the door ajar and the manager signaled me to come in.
This is it.
I walked inside and faced 13 guys who are handsome than ever. Damn, they absolutely look like princes. The thing that I quite hate is the height difference. I swear omo. But at least, I'm almost hitting Woozi's height. Like we're literally almost having the same eye level.
They have huge smiles and bright expressions which made me feel relaxed from the tension I'm having before I walked in the room.
Seungcheol cleared his throat, and checked his young ones if they are ready. When everything was settled, his gaze drifted towards me. "Say the name, Seventeen. Hello, we are Seventeen."
