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Description
People envy you.
For being a special one.
For having a gift in your life.
But you hate it.
You don't want to be special.
You never wanted to have it.
There is always a price for everything.
Foreword
It's almost midnight and it's raining heavily outside.
A girl stops playing the piano when her phone rings. She stands up and picks up the phone, looking at the caller's ID and then smirks.
"Well, well, well," she hisses. "I guess I need to accept it."
She answers the phone with a curve on her lips, "It's been a while, Mr Hong Seung Sung."
"Ah," the person responds, "you're awake."
"Is there anything I can help?" the girl takes a seat on a sofa, looking through the window. It's really dark outside.
"I believe Soo Man has contacted you this evening," Hong Seung Sung speaks. He lowers his voice, almost whispering.
"Sure, I received an e-mail from Mr Lee Soo Man this evening," the girl leans comfortably to the sofa. "I even received a letter from Mr Park Kwang Won as well this morning."
"Then you know why I call you now," Hong Seung Sung says firmly.
"I know," she smirks. "Each of you made an exactly same request for me. I've received the archives last month."
"And you didn't give us reply," Hong Seung Sung mutters.
"I have my own consideration," the smile on her face has disappeared. "You know that really well."
"I know," Hong Seung Sung coughs a little. "We all know."
A lightning strikes, bringing a light to the dark room for a second.
"I've already made a decision," the girl says, making Hong Seung Sung holds his breath. "Three persons. One from each of your company."
Before Hong Seung Sung could reply, the girl adds in, "But I have my own rules. You know that."
"We know," Hong Seung Sung responds. "It's not like we're dealing for the first time."
"But it's the first time I ever let your artists to meet me in person," the girl stands up. She walks to her notebook, the one she puts on the only table in the room. "I'll send you my choice."
Without waiting for Hong Seung Sung's reply, the girl closes the line. She puts her phone on the table and takes a seat in front of her notebook, ready to send e-mail.
She clicks on a file, opening it to check the content:
Name: 예성 (Yesung)
Real Name: Kim Jong Woon (김종운)
DOB: August 24, 1984
Occupations: Singer, dancer, actor, DJ
Voice type: Baritone
Height: 178 cm
Weight: 64 kg
Blood Type: AB
Label: SM Entertainment
She clicks on the attach button and attaches the file, sending it to Lee Soo Man as the recipient in an e-mail.
With a quick movement, she opens another file, ensuring the content of the file:
Name: Jung Yong Hwa (정용화)
DOB: June 22, 1989
Position: Lead Vocal and Guitar
Specialty: Clarinet, Beatbox
Height: 180 cm
Weight: 63kg
Blood Type: A
Label: Mnet Media
She attaches the file and sends it with an e-mail. She types the name of the recipient: Park Kwang Won.
She opens the last file she needs to send:
Name: 양요섭 (Yang Yoseob)
DOB: January 5, 1990
Role: Main Vocalist
Specialty: Vocals
Height: 174cm
Weight: 56kg
Blood Type: B
Label: Cube Entertainment
She attaches the file and sends the e-mail to Hong Seung Sung as the recipient. She closes the browser and smirks when the lightning strikes again.
"Amuse me."
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