I walk with tears in my eyes.
'I don't understand..? Why the fuck me..? Did I did something wrong..? Can I make it right..? Please answer me...'
I immediately called Henesey.
Ringing..
(Hello! Henesey here!)
"Hey Henesey.."
(What happened to you, Maks?)
"My boss fired me."
(WHAT?!?! I WILL KICK THAT OLD MAN'S FUCKY ASS!!!)
"Hene, You don't have to.. Im fine.."
(WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE FINE?! ARE YOU FINE WITHOUT A WORK?!! MAKI, YOUR PASSION IS GONE!! GONE!!!)
"I know.."
(Don't worry Maki.. I will make you happy soon...)
"Thanks Henesey.."
(No Maki.. Take care first Ok? Love you, I have to go..)
"Ok.. Bye..."
Toot Toot Toot
I sighed and looked at my phone.
"Looks like I have nothing in life..." I whispered to myself.
I continued to walk to my apartment.
As I reach my home, I immediately searched for a stylist company.
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"AFTER WASTING 2 HOURS AND HALF IM FINALLY DONE OMGGG!!!" I stretched my arms.
"I will just fix my forms and get ready for the bestest surprise ever."
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➡📆 (Next Day)
I waited for so long and now it's my turn.
"Good morning! May I know your name?"
"Kim Maki!" I bowed.
"Ah Ok, Can I have your forms?" He said as I gave my fixed forms.
"Kim Maki..." The one of the men looked at me.
"Niece?" Uncle Junghye asked.
I smiled.
"Nice to see you again, Uncle Junghye..!" I bowed.
"You knew her?" Looks like the manager asked him.
"Of course! Im her father's friend! How was he?" He explained and asked.
"He's still busy as usual hehe.."
"So.. Are you here to see your brother hmm?" He asked.
"Haha.. That is one..." I nervously laughed.
"Ok then, Maki! Just wait for our call up this next week. Take care!" The manager said nicely.
I bowed again and left.
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☝📅⏳ (One Week Later)
I got a call from the company.
Conversation:
"Hello..?"
(Hello, This is BigHit!)
"W-What..?"
(You are chosen to be the stylist of Jeon Jungko—)
"Wh-What..?! You m-mean im a-accepted..?!"
(*chuckle* Of course, Maki. You'll be starting tomorrow. Have a nice day and I hope that you'll be sleeping peacefully tonight.)
"Thank you so much! I won't let you down!"
Then the call ended.
I can't help it..!
"I will..! BE WORKING!!"
I sat on my bed.
"Im... back..."
I stared to my ceiling for a minute.
Due to my laziness, I just go out for dinner and ate pizzas.
I swung my door open and and slammed it.
"Ahhh! I need a rest for tomorrow..! Good night!" I said as I carelessly throw my bag out.
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Stylist (Kim Taehyung ff) | #Wattys2019
FanfictionA fangirl, Whose dream is to be a stylist of a famous idol. Any idol. Until one day, The day had come, Her very wishes came true. But the idol isn't a one heck of a normal. It was a band for the whole world. What would happened to her fantasy-like l...
