Madam Xi voice called out from upstairs. The surprise on her face calmly resolving when she realized it wasn't Ye. Why you dressed like that, again Yau? She asked shifting her weight as she resumed pinning up her hair.
I'm going out for coffee with some friends. Yeyo responded flatly. The last thing Yeyo wanted was getting into a fight with her mum over outfits like a teenager. She knew that look on her face, the look she ought to throw at dad but hell only she always ends up getting it. Being the best graduating medical student in her year Yeyo was too good a trophy daughter Madam Xi could "subtly" brag about. pretty, tall and yes light skinned only Yeyo never did start her medical practice neither did she dress up like all her friend's daughters. somehow Yeyo understood her mother's frustration but that didn't bother her much as she had warned her when she sent Yeyo off to college just because her friends had mocked her for getting pregnant and dropping out of medical school.
See you later ma" Yeyo called out jogging out of the Xi residence. She took a look at the array of cars that were parked out then at her baby Race, the beautiful black bike Ye had gotten for her behind their mother's back. Quickly she hopped on and zoomed out of the estate hoping her mother hadn't heard Race come to life.
"Yeshhhh!! She screamed at the top of her lungs excitement filling her as she thought of the possibility of meeting her idol. Thankfully MHSB had agreed to meet at a public cafe. It all seemed like a wild prank Ye would play on her but that didn't matter, she could possibly meet her idol, take a picture with him while hopefully still sane and not drooling all over him like a crazy fan girl. Yeyo knew she was oddly pretentious as she had stayed up at night listening to all of BTS songs and taking down fandom facts. It's now or never she whispered to herself as she adjusted her hoody, worked on her "ye signature smile" and tried to drain the colour from her cheeks, when that didn't seemed to work, she went into the Cafe.
Xi Ye? A deep voice called out from behind her. Turning back reflexively her face bumped on something slightly hard. "Ouch" she winced in discomfort looking up to see what it was, to Yeyo's greatest nerve racking reality it was him!!! It was really him!!!! Park Alan!!! Shhhhhiittttttt.... Yeyo cursed running her eyes through his facial features her sweaty hands fighting the urge not to run her fingers on his face to a-certain if she was dreaming. Mr Ye ?? A man on black suit called out from behind Park Alan. His voice bringing Yeyo to reality. "Umm...yes?... She replied swallowing hard as she watched Park Alan take a seat. May we begin the meeting? The man who introduced himself as Park Alan's personal assistant asked.
Yes. Yeyo replied. The park Alan before her didn't seem like the guy that sent her BTS gif about 12hrs ago he was totally different. Yeyo was convinced he didn't know how to smile it was like the person she knew from Asia's next top model had vanished but then again she wasn't dumb enough to believe people where entirely themselves on these shows yet he didn't strike her as one to pretend. Our company intended on signing you for a period of 3months for our SBC campaign coming up. We already sent the paperwork to your manager but didn't get a reply so we decided to contact you personally.
Why? Yeyo asked slightly irritated that his personal assistant was doing almost all the talking. I mean, there are top model as well, people who can do the job. Yeyo replied looking directly as Park Alan who seemed sightly annoyed by Whatever he had read on his phone.
That's the thing Mr Ye. This isn't just a "job" it's a chance to create art. And dare I say not every model understands the art to which this campaign entails. Alan replied, taking both Yeyo and his assistant by surprise.
I don't want a model Mr Ye, I want an artist and you are one. This campaign isn't only about taking pictures but also allot of art pieces, I've seen you works and I want both you and the art you create to be captured magnificent ways. Park Alan said, all in one heartbeat. Shit!! Yeyo cursed inside. What had she gotten herself into??! ....I would think about it President Park and get back to you. You can send the details of the project to my email, I'll go through it and give you my feedback.
I'll take my leave now Yeyo announced, abruptly leaving without even an handshake.
Did you notice anything different about Mr Xi? President Park asked his assistant watching Yeyo zoom off on her bike.
Not exactly President. He looked quite ok to me, better looking in person if you ask me. Lee Hou replied with a smile that disappeared as he noticed President Park's glare.
Clear my schedule by 8pm, I have a blind date. President Park instructed as he got into his sport's car.
Yes president. Lee Hou replied, careful not to say anything further than that, he knew more than anyone how much President Park hated the blind dates his mother kept setting up for him. "Crap! Crap! Crap!!!!!! Yeyo screamed as she collapsed into her bed. It wasn't enough that she had gotten into deep soup with Ye and now she had just another blind date that her mum had arranged for her! A smirk spread across her face as she thought of new tricks to scare this suitor away.
See you at 8pm " never to be hubby" Yeyo muttered as she brought out her makeup bag which she never used except on rare occasions like this..
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