If someone told me that my dream job meant babysitting a spoiled idol, I might've chosen accounting instead.
My name's Han Hyojin—22 years old, 5'5", 48kg. On paper, I've lived a good life. Good grades, good attitude, good face and figure. Cough, cough. Basically, I ticked all the boxes.
Two months ago, I graduated from my dream college, ready to chase my dream career: makeup artist. Yes, I'm obsessed with faces—but not in a creepy way. I love transforming people, helping them look confident and flawless.
And guess what? I actually landed the job. An internship at FNC Entertainment. Sounds cool, right? Well... it would be, if I didn't have to deal with one grumpy, bratty flower boy every single day.
Honestly, I've never met a man who could whine and throw tantrums over the tiniest, stupidest things. Who, you ask? I'll let you guess. Chances are, you already know. Because that guy? He's not even human. That Kang Minhyuk thing. Ugh. Gross.
One month. I've survived one month as his personal makeup artist and stylist, and my nerves are wrecked. The only reason I'm still here is because I've been dying to see another idol up close since I was fifteen—the dazzling, Greek-god-handsome gentleman, Lee J—
"Yah, noona! Are you going to make me wait?"
Speak of the devil. Right on cue. May he live a long and sheepish life. The flower boy strikes again.
I turned, resisting the urge to roll my eyes. Kang Minhyuk stood in the doorway, sweaty and messy, his shirt sticking to him after the group's performance. The arena outside was still roaring, but he had only minutes before his solo stage.
Was it really that exhausting? He looked like he'd just come back from battle instead of playing drums. If this was too hard, maybe they should pass me over to someone less dramatic.
"I told you, I'm not your noona," I snapped as he slumped into the chair at the dressing table, waving me over like some royal summoning a servant. Relax, Hyojin. This is all for oppa.
"Then what? Should I call you unnie instead? Silly," he chuckled at his own lame joke.
I snatched the towel from his hands and dabbed at his sweat a little too roughly, making him whine. He swatted at me and rolled his eyes.
"Careful. You're dealing with a work of art here."
A work of art, my foot.
I ignored him, focusing on my job—making sure this brat looked at least somewhat presentable. Honestly, turning a messy kid into an angelic man is hard labor.
Oh, and by the way? This "kid" is already twenty-five. Fans think he's pure and sweet. Well, as his so-called "noona" and personal stylist, let me tell you the truth: he is not.
When I finally finished, I packed my brushes into the case. That's when I heard it—the soft snore of a man who'd once again fallen asleep in my chair. His solo stage was in ten minutes. Of course. Kang Minhyuk, everybody.
I jumped when he suddenly muttered in his half-asleep voice, "Hey, noona. Hurry up, I gotta go!" His eyelids were drooping, drool slipping from the corner of his lips.
With a crooked smile, I wiped his mouth, tapped his shoulder, and whispered, "Ahjussi, you were done eight minutes ago."
He jerked upright, eyes flashing as he glared at me like a predator eyeing its prey. A slow grin crept across his face, sharp enough to make my stomach twist.
"I didn't know you could sound that sexy too, noona."
And just like that, he strutted out of the room with a smirk tugging at his lips, leaving me frozen and fuming.
I was about to curse him into oblivion when the door swung open again. A woman stepped in—staff ID around her neck, a smile plastered on her face.
"You. Are you the intern, Han Hyojin?"
Her tone was polite, but the sweetness in her smile felt dangerous. I tugged nervously at the hem of my shirt, bracing myself for whatever was coming next.
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Kang Min Hyuk 🗓️ 28th June 1991 🥁CNBLUE's drummer & Actor
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Han Hyo Jin 🗓️ 10th October 1993 💼 Intern MUA @ FNC Entertainment
For another characters, I'll be using their real names so you can imagine them in the story right away.
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P/s: This fanfic is written before Lee Jonghyun's controversy & departure from CNBLUE so please excuse his appearances here and there. Thank you for your understanding.
