Make Me Your Universe [A Hoshi Fanfiction]

Chapter 1: Iseul's Universe

Hwang Iseul felt a rush of cool wind on her face as she stood outside the automatic glass doors of Incheon International Airport. 

She was hoping to feel refreshed after her short vacation to Hawaii to clear her mind. It hadn't worked. Not since that time in England.... She shakes her head to rid her mind of any thoughts and plasters a slight fake smile across her lips. She rolls her single purple suitcase in one hand beside her and has her white faux fur coat draped over her other arm.

Living this way is better...she thinks, forcing a wider smile onto her face as she walks across the zebra crossing. She's already spotted her silver Jaguar XJ a few yards away with her chauffeur standing beside the passenger door. 

She's halfway across the crossing when she bumps into a taller man in a grey jacket and hoodie.

Her fake smile disintegrates as quickly as it appeared. "Can't you look where you're going?" she snaps, not returning his bows or apologies. 

The boy looks at Iseul with an expression that seems almost hurt. 

Iseul forgets him quickly as she spins on her heel and continues across the road without even a twinge of remorse.

Her chauffeur bows 90 degrees as soon as he spots her, and opens the door for her when she's exactly two meters away. After she climbs in, he shuts the door and carries her suitcase to the boot. 

He rushes to the driver's door and gets in hurriedly, not wanting to anger his passenger because he wasted time. Iseul's chauffeur is an elderly man in his late forties with dark hair dyed pitch black to hide his greying temples and slicked back with gel. He has small, slanted eyes that wrinkle at the corners when he smiles and thin pink lips set in a firm line. Due to his job, he was always required to wear a pair of dark black sunglasses and he always had to be dressed in a black suit and a black tie with his black shoes polished and shiny.

Iseul couldn't care less about the boring life of the man who drove her around. She didn't know his name and didn't want to know and she barely ever spoke to him unless she was giving him a destination. Since she had no one to talk to, she relied on her scattered mind to provide her with some form of entertainment.

Hwang Iseul was the daughter of the CEO of HG Studios, the most prestigious and well-known dance company in Korea and most likely the whole of Asia, if not the world (according to her father). Her father, CEO Hwang Seo Jun was a multi-millionaire. Aside from his amazing dance company, he also owned a chain of five-star hotels across Asia. He was not a wicked man as many people would expect of a stereotypical millionaire. He'd donated hundreds of thousands of dollars to fund research projects on Ebola in the Democratic Republic of Congo and began many food and clothes drives in deprived countries and islands around the world. He did not love money or wish for more of it, but he accepted what he had and gave away what he didn't need. 

Iseul however is a different case. Well, she wouldn't have been if she'd never gone to England four years ago. And now, she's a wreck. She'd be the stereotypical evil millionaire once she becomes the CEO of HG Studios. Iseul was the only person who could completely manipulate her father. After the death of her mother when Iseul was only six, her father completely broke down, and relied on his daughter to act like the mother in their situation.