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While filming for "Moonbang" was wrapping up, I was tidying up in the waiting room. The waiting room was a mess from all the makeup and hair. It was a constant occurrence. So, the staff and the manager would always clean up. While I was helping them clean up, a woman came into the waiting room.
"Anyone here, put on some makeup."
Rookie idol Yoon. Debuted as a solo singer and gained some popularity.
She was an idol. A female idol known to everyone at the company. Compared to Yoon, who was perfect in dancing, singing, and even her face, I was
It looked so small that it shrunk.
"Well... this is BTS's exclusive waiting room.. haha"
"Ah, I'm looking for another waiting room, what do you want me to do?"
"Um... how about sharing a waiting room..."
"Hey, hey. I'm meeting you for the first time. Why are you talking back to me like that?"
"It's not like I'm popular...lol This kind of staff work
"Do you have a lot to say? "
" .. sorry. "
"Ha.. Seriously, these kind of loser bitches don't know their place;"
" ... "
I'll swear at you right now and throw a punch at that pretty face.
I wanted to. But I knew I'd be fired immediately, so I held it in and apologized. But this guy kept pushing through, gritting his teeth. He seemed nice when I saw him on the news or in articles, but he's actually quite a bully.
"Hey, Yeoju? Haha, I'll remember you."
"I'm sorry. It's raining right now. I'll look for a waiting room."
Yes, that person was right. I wasn't popular, nor was I pretty, just an ordinary person. So, there was nothing I could do at the moment, and the best I could do was try to please that person.
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rooftop
"Ugh... Ugh... It's like a dog..."
During lunchtime, I was crying alone on the empty rooftop. Those words kept coming back to me, and I felt like I was nothing. And more than that, I was already deeply hurt.
I burst into tears because I felt so wronged and resentful.
Squeak -
The rooftop door opened. I quickly wiped away my tears, but it was impossible to hide them in those few seconds. I didn't look back.
I couldn't tell who it was because he had his head down. I tried to hold back my tears, but they kept flowing and showed no sign of stopping.
".. Lady?"
It's a familiar voice. A soft, warm, honey-like voice. It's Jeon Jungkook. I just felt it. But right now, that's not the problem. The problem is that I'm crying in front of an idol I'll continue to admire.
" ..sorry, sorry., ah... sorry.. huh,., "
"..Are you crying? What's wrong?"
"Ah, nothing... sigh..."
"Look at me, Miss."
"Just tell me who made the call."
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"Lady, why are your eyes so swollen?"
"Ah.. I slept a lot today.. haha"
"Oh, you must be tired."
"I guess it was because it was my first day at work..."
"Don't push yourself too hard. Oh, by the way, in the waiting room earlier
What happened?"
"Oh, ah..// No, it's okay. It's okay. "
"That guy named Yoon is no ordinary bully.. Be careful!"
"Yes haha"
I don't want to think about that time. When I think about that time, I feel like I'm on the rooftop
Because work is remembered as a bonus... I'm so embarrassed, how can I look forward to the future?
"I'm already tired... haha"
Just now on the rooftop
"It's... uh... really nothing... huh"
"Why are you crying so sadly over nothing?"
"I hate it when my coworkers have a hard time."
"Sob.. s ...
Finally, I burst out. Speaking in that voice, my emotions welled up even more. I just cried without thinking. Jungkook waited quietly until I finished crying. When the tears had somewhat subsided, he came closer to me and whispered.
"Tell me later, I'll wait patiently. Don't be too hard on yourself."
Sonting ๐