PROLOGUE
 

"You're my ha ha ha ha heartbreaker~" I exaggeratedly sang with the song blasting in my earphone. I'm still pissed. So damn pissed. Who wouldn't? My parents just choose to cut off my allowance this month and maybe for the next next and next months. The Heartbreaker album will be released next week!! I need salvation!!
 

I groaned loudly after my mini pep talk on myself then glared to the girl beside me.
 

"What did I do? Your stare can't kill so don't try." My lovely sister, Durami, dully said while fiddling her phone.
 

"I need to have that albuuuuum!!!" I yelled directly on her ear to understand that I badly need it. Why can't she understand me?
 

"You need it? Then get it." She nonchalantly answered. .
 

"Park Durami. In case you don't remember, I am zero balance as of the moment. Thanks to Sanghyun." I rolled my eyes away from her. She's not worth to watch.
 

"And in case you bump your head somewhere Park Sandara, it's your own fault; sneaking out to stalk Big Bang and used eomma's credit card for your expenses? Stupid." She emphasized every word as if I can't understand it. Yes, I know that. But I will pay them all when I received my allowance, but the blabbermouth Sanghyun chooses to sell me. Bastard.
 

"I will pay it, you know." I said defeatedly. I'm guilty. "Just help me Durami. I don't want to miss this. It's GD's first solo album. Lend me money, pleasssseeeee!"
 

"I'm sorry eonni but I already spent my allowance for this month, and for next month. As much as I want to end your misery, I can't help you." She's sounded sincere. We usually banter but we love each other: me, Durami and Sanghyun.
 

"What about job? You know a job or something?"
 

"I know one, but I don't know if you will like it." She said, scrolling on her phone.
 

I beamed at her. "Really? I will accept it. Beggars can't be choosy, you know. So, what is?"
 

"Yeon." She looked at me. "She want to resign but her employer won't let her if she can't find a replacement. It's supposed to be me but I think you need it more." She looked at her phone again and started typing. "Noize Basement 1 waitress."
 

My ears perked up. "Seriously?" She just nodded. I squealed and enveloped her in a BIG bear hug. "Kyaaaah Durami, you know that I love you so so so much, right?"
 

"Yeah, yeah I know." She rolled her eyes peeling me off her.
 

"Durami, did you know that it's YG's asset? Big Bang and other artist are frequent there! If I work there, there's a big possibility of seeing Big Bang and serve them. Waaaah I hope I'll be assigned in VIP area..." I continued my day dreaming. Kekeke I'm one step closer to Big Bang. Who's excited? Yes! Of course it's me!



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I finished my shift on my first day, and what I expected to happen is exactly opposite. The hope of being assigned in VIP area is flopped. I tried all my best to act like I don't care about KPop but the manager said that Yeon was assigned on the ground, which is by the way is like a monkey den. My body is beaten. I expected to at least have a glance of any Big Bang member, but na-dah!
 

I headed to go home but changed my mind. Since I'm already here, why not have a drink to pacify my irritation? I paced back heading this time to the bar. The bartender was introduced to me earlier. He's Manjo.
 

I sat on the bar stool and get the attention of Manjo. "Hey Dara! You want a drink?"

I smiled at him and nodded. "Mojito, on the rocks." I said what I heard was Durami's fave drink.
 

Manjo looked at me for a second but then smiled. Few minutes later, he placed a glass of green drink. I took my purse and get the enough amount for this drink and handed it to Manjo, mouthing 'thanks' to him.
 

I don't really have any allowance now but I managed to blackmail Durami to give me an extra money so I won’t tell to our parents that she let her boyfriend sleep in her room the other night kekekeke
 

I am sitting on the bar stool, muttering endless curses how unfortunate I am; not noticing that I almost finished my drink. I felt a little bit dizzy but I can still manage to go home. As much as I want to order another one, I don't want to walk home. I sip the remaining and about to stand when Manjo placed a long glass of a blue drink in front of me. "What's this?" I asked confusedly.
 

"That's Blue Dragon. Margarita, but I made it a cocktail, as requested." He answered snickering. What? As requested? By who? Me? No! I don't want to go home walking!
 

Before Manjo left me, I hurriedly told him. "No! I mean, I didn't order this."
 

"I know. Someone ordered it for you." He said, motioning his thumb on the darker part of the club. I squinted my eyes, trying to see who is that someone, but I can't clearly see his face because of the blinding laser lights.