"New Kid?"
"English?"
Both of the kids questioned themselves but suddenly went back to buisness.
The host introduced Mr Weitzman and us, the Kim's.
"Please welcome Mr Stuart Weitzman and The Kim's!" The crowd applauded and Mr Weitzman started talking.
"Well as you all can see, this collection is a very burgundy style, the kids and teenagers collection has more of a yellow, cinnamon and mocha style. This was chosen by the Kim's and we really hope that these clothes comfort you and you'll feel much more warmer as the season gets colder! This collection with Kim has been really, really successful and let's pass it over to Mr and Mrs Kim and Ms Byeol!" The crowd applauded once again and Her Mom started speaking.
Byeol could feel the boy's gaze burning on her skin. She glanced at him and for a second they interlocked their eyes together.
"Ms Byeol will now introduce the kids and teens line which she has designed herself please give a round of applause!"
Everybody clapped and she started talking.
"Hello, I'm Byeol, oh" She realised that she was suddenly talking Spanish and everyone cracked up.
"Hahaha! Sorry about that!" And Byeol switched to French "As Mr Host said I designed the kids and teens collection, so I tried mixing a magenta and pastel green together as you can see on Mr model. The fabric is completely handmade from our wool farm over in Spain and the gems and other designs have been sewn in together by me. So this was a very long awaited project and our staff also helped me with the kids collection" The guy walked over to where Byeol was positioned and started to pose. As he got closer Byeol started to remember him very specifically and turned around to the audience to finish her speech.
The curtains went down and everyone started the last interview because a lot of the people who came are very popular celebrities by Liza Koshy.
As the show was wrapping up, the models went home and staff went to the VIP after party. Byeol's parents and Mr Weitzman kept chatting to each other and you could still feel the model who felt familiar had his gaze on you. You stood up and stopped scrolling on your phone, you walked to the guy in your 3 inch, block high heels. People bowed to you and you bowed back smiling at the people.
You reached his chair and asked who he was.
"Don't you remember me?" The guy said
"Yeah, you seem familiar" you said back, he took a fountain pen out of his pocket and gave it to you.
"My pen!" You silently shouted and you started to remember "you're Kim Taehyung, the new student, right?" He nodded.
"Oh no." You thought to yourself that no one ever really knew who you actually were at school and now that someone does you could be in potential danger. You took his hand and took him to a room with nothing but vast emptiness.
"Byeol, where are you going?" Her Appa said to her as you were walking past.
"Ah, I'm just gonna sew a whole inside this guy's coat" you said, in the best Italian you could speak because Mr Weitzman was there right next to your parents.
"Ok but be quick, oh and Taehyung, your parents will be coming to the after party so you can get ready" Your dad said to Taehyung. Actually, you were surprised that your appa knew who Taehyung was.
"Umm, ok sure" and after that scene you dragged him to the empty room.
Inside was a couple of racks of Coach clothes and jewellery, some dressing tables with lights and a small cubicle.
"Yah, I mean this in the best possible way but forget about this." You said to him, cautious of whatever you said.
"What do you mean?" He asked "oh, that your the daughter of Kim?" He took a step closer "That your image will become the gossip at school" he took another step closer "that I will reveal this to everyone?" He took one last step Putting his hand on the wall next to my face, trapping me in his grasp.
"Ok, ok, ok, you know what I wanted to tell you so..." you slid yourself away from the uncomfortable position but he ended up putting his other hand on the wall to trap you completely.
"Yah, why are you doing this?" You asked him, ignoring his seductive look "I actually don't know, I guess just for fun?" He said back, keeping the seducing look on his face, as if it was a permanent look.
You remembered a light switch was right next to your hand, it was always there and it was kind of weird that in dressing rooms in Paris, the light switches are positioned really low, that was your saviour from getting out of this situation.
*click*
Everything turned black in a few seconds and you managed to get away from his grasp. Your vision was 20/20 so you could clearly see Taehyung having trouble in the dark finding you.
You turned the lights on and his hand was in front of you, coincidentally put out in a shaking gesture, so you gladly handshaked him.
"I'm Byeol"
"Taehyung"
At the VIP after party
High tables filled with wine glasses around it filled the venue with a great aroma and atmosphere. Flowers and coach labels surrounding the place.
In the far distance you could see Lola and you were about to sprint up to her until a hand grabbed your arm and you turned around.
It was Taehyung.
"I'm here, get me some wine sweetie pie" he said sarcastically.
"Why?" You asked
"Umm, because I said so?" He said as if he was questioning his words
"Well sir, guess what... You are under age and so am I so drink you water up and go home to dump" you said in a sarcastic, Siri voice.
Then you shaked his hand off yours and ran over to Lola.
"Did you like the clothes ma'm?" You said in a singing voice, even though there was already piano and violin and guitar and vocalists in the party.
"I bought the full sixty-eight piece collection" she said back smiling, you smiles back.
"I love the collection... I guess I'll have to renovate my closet for the 8th time." Lola said sighing.
"Wow you will have Barbie's closet soon, although I have two combined master bedrooms full of clothes, now that I think of it we are pretty rich girls"
"And boy" suddenly a voice came out of nowhere "Yah! Taehyung!" At this point he was just being annoying.
"What?"
"Stop interrupting me!" And you dragged him to your uncle Min-Yoon and introduced Taehyung to him. Your uncle is a pretty heavy talker so there is no way to escape his conversations.
And you walked back to Lola.
"You know what, Let's go to Africa, there's a outfit designing competition there, let's enter!" Lola said trying to remove the stress from your body. She knew that when you design clothes, you are the most happy and even that sentence made you smile.
"Unnie, but tomorrow is a school day "it's on Saturday, so don't be stressed, also don't plan out the outfit yet, it has to be original and on the spot when we're there" Lola said
"Kkkk, Mom. I might as well go back to korea it's already 5 now and it'll probably take 10 hours to get there" you said and stopped the nagging from going on and on and on.
"Ok, oh buy me some of Mrs Go's hotteok, I really want some!" Lola kept on nagging me as much as Taehyung was annoying me.
"Ahh, fine... but you better be early at Inchon airport because I'm not going to wait at first class again, the last time we did this was 9 months ago and I got in trouble!" You said to the nagger
"Ok, ok, it's 5:30 you should just get your jet to your house so you don't need to ride the limo home...bye dongsaeng!" Lola said waving her hand.
"Bye!" You said running to the door, "don't forget, be early!" You nagged her then you ran to your driver.
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This one has 1430 words, and counting.
Ahhhh! I feel like I'm always going through writers block. This was written inside a hospital, for real though and yeetz. I smell anaesthesia down the hall way...
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