Chapter 10

Ha Ra's POV

My life has always been on the edge, If not for money then it is for something else. All of this just to make my life impossible.

In any way, I have never felt so dumb and stupid the way I do ever since I got dumped by the so-called Justin Park. He was not that big the moment I got to know him. He was just a simple man who was in the process of building up his life and his career. I respected that and I didn't mind if ever there was a time when he was called to audition when he was supposed to go on a date with me. Red flags that I ignored.

I kept telling myself that it was okay. That all of this was going to end once he became a big idol. That is where I was deadly wrong. Little did I know that he would be like this when he is finally recognized by a lot of people. Or maybe my heart knew about this but still hung on to that little thing called hope.

But then life has mysterious ways of making things fun and interesting. I mean how did Sehun, an idol coming from one of the most influential bands ever made get in the picture?

I would really like to believe that he is a good man, judging from his reaction to my argument with Justin and how he took care of me and everything, but one thing comes inside my head before anything, he too is a man. He is a guy and he can play with any girl and ruin her life. That is how men are. Always were and always will be.

Okay, so why did I talk about this all of the sudden? Simply because I am the one who is going to do make-up and other things for him. Justin Park suddenly just asked to switch artists, claiming he was amazed at how the other stylist styled Sehun.

My foot!

That excuse makes it too obvious what his intentions are. I take my make-up kit and go to Sehun's chair, where he is sitting of course. The awkward silence conquers as everyone gets busy or at least pretends to be.

This is the environment that always surrounds Justin. No matter how friendly he'd try to be, no one responded as he wished. His attempt and the people he approached were all on the either positive or negative side of the magnet, repelling each other.

"Your hands are soft. They feel great." Did he blurt or do that on purpose? And when did my servant's hands become soft? A woman or two coughs, some smile in silence while others pretend to be busy once again.

"Can't I say what I see?"

"Your eyes are closed, idiot!"

"Your fingers have touched my face, not my eyes. And do you know how much my fans crave for me to say those words to them? At least be thankful."

"Are you a maknae?"

"Yeah, why?"

"It's so obvious how you show that your brothers spoil you. Plus I'm not one of them" I sigh as I take the brush. Suddenly his face goes sad with deep thoughts expression.

"What is now, baby Sehun?" I roll my eyes.

"Why did you have to mention my brothers now? I forgot that I miss them but now I remember thanks to you!"

"Oh, God!" Is he this babyish?

"Well if you become my noona for a while, I will consider not missing them that much."

"I am quite sure I'm much younger than you," "But I'm a maknae, you are not."

"Fine Mr Oh," Does he have to make my life miserable? Suddenly, he bursts into laughter.

Everyone else, except Justin, does too.

"You always never fail to lighten up the mood. Thanks to you and your brothers, our works are never boring." One of the staff members says.

"Go Ha Ra, I'm sorry If I pissed you off. I just wanted to lighten up the mood." Now he is a completely different person. It's like he turned into a man so suddenly. His eyes show so much innocence that my thoughts suddenly bring me to Justin. Why couldn't he be like him? My eyes feel the glare that Justin gives, speak of the devil and the floor becomes his.

"I was enjoying our little fight. I mean, fighting like this gives out a whole new vibe."

Everyone laughs a little.

"And the part about my fans, well I just wanted you to feel special."

"I'm not your fan though."

"From now on you are." Both of us just laugh. Switching make-up artists was a good idea.

Better than I had ever expected.

"Wow! This concept looks good on you. Your cheeks are all pink and shiny. I can't wait to see the picture." I say as my eyes look at Justin. I love it when his hands make a fist. But then he wants to be a star. What can he do about it in front of people?

I never thought my life around him after a breakup would be this fun, thanks to Sehun. Well, thanks to me too. I mean, what? Am I to fly back to Korea just because of our little dumb ass breakup?

"Are you sure your professional eyes are looking at the work of your hands, Miss Go?" He whispers.

"Stop it, I am looking at it right now," We both smirked.

The door suddenly opens, "Guys, it's almost time. Ten minutes and everything needs to be ready.

Sehun suddenly holds my hand. "I'm nervous." He whispers.

"Your hands are warmer than mine, I can tell. You have been doing this for a long time, You will nail this one too."

"This is one of the biggest shows and I am about to meet with a lot of important people."

"Your noona has a lot of faith in you." He looks at me through the mirror and smiles. With that, he gets up from the chair and heads towards the door, leaving me with the one and only Justin Park.

I take some lipstick, the one that he bought me for my birthday present, and apply it on my thin lips. He looks at me as he smirks.

"So you still have that cheap lipstick? How cheap."

"Why is it cheap for me to apply my favourite lipstick on my beautiful lips?" I still look at myself in the mirror.

"I gave it to you because I didn't want any man to look at you twice."

"Some men looked at me thrice, plus the day I fainted, the maknae stared at my lips which had this lipstick on." I smile widely as I put it back in my bag. I step closer to where he is, pretending to look at his makeup, "This lipstick could be the only reason why I met you. It gives me so much luck."

"Everyone, It's showtime!" My little maknae is officially motivated.

I look at Justin again, "Good luck,"