The next words are supposed to be in Korean. haha enjoy :]
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"Where is Park, Noel's next outfit?" my manager yells to the crew working around me.
I flinch at the volume of his voice. Everything about him is loud. Starting from his leopard print dress code up to his spiky black hair and his twenty four karrot watch. He was living his life. Of course everything about him and on him was possible because of me.
This job can't help but be infuriating to me, sometimes. Before coming into this business I anticipated to be finally running my own life and break out from the holds of the orphanage. Never had I been this wrong before. I have become a puppet, their little footstool. They lean on me then scavenge out the things I earn for myself.
Maybe I'm overexagerating but my life does fall around that. The CEO is beastly when it comes to money.
But my manager isn't that bad. He acts like that to protect his image and mine. We're suppose to act like royalty. No matter how much we hate it, we always have to put on a great show.
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The Star I Love (COMPLETED)
Fanfiction"Grandma, tell me how you and grandpa met!" The little ballerina gathered her tutu in her small chubby arms and sat down in front of me. I stared at her amber eyes and told my story. (UNDER MAJOR EDITING)
