I sat down and let out a breath after the performance I had with Baekhyun and Chanyeol. Finally. This thing is over and now, all I ever had to think about is my education. I looked at myself in the mirror, it feels so weird to see my face covered with makeup.

I was about to pull up my hair for a ponytail when, "Wait. Can't you just leave it like that for a minute?"

I smiled and turned around, "Ah, I thought you aren't going to come and see me"

Tiffany snorted and stepped closer towards me, "Why would I not see you?" She smiled until her eyes formed into crescent shape and caressed my cheek, "You look so beautiful."

I couldn't help but blush at her comment, "T-thank you"

Tiffany let's out a chuckle and finally did my ponytail for me, "I liked your song. I've got to say, Byun did a good job with your second performance, it was great."

I beamed widely at her in the mirror, "I'm glad you liked it"

Tiffany pulls me up to stand and hugged me, "Is something wrong?"

She shakes her head and looks at me, "I just felt like hugging you. If we weren't at school I might've kissed you."

I chuckled and kissed her cheek, "I don't mind if you actually did, they see us as a couple anyway"

Tiffany let's out a light chortle, "I heard we had a fan club," I pulled away and looked at her incredulously, "I am so not kidding Kim Taeyeon"

I couldn't help but laugh at that. Oh my god?! Rumours were okay, but a freak in' fan club?! Now I see why they would look at us and suddenly giggle like high school girls whenever they see us together.

Tiffany beamed widely, "They were lovely people to be honest"

"You met them?!" She nods, "Not all of them though, I just met a member, I wouldn't know that it actually existed if it wasn't for that little birdy"

I smiled and hugged her again, "That is weirdly fun"

"Shall we go sign ourselves secretly?"

I slapped her arm playfully, "Oh my god, no!"

***

I ran from the first floor to the sixteenth floor of this tall building. Seriously, I didn't know I would be actually working for Jung Jessica as payment and on top of that, I can't even use the freak in' elevator! God...

When I finally arrived at my destination, I didn't forget to breathe first and oothen out the creases of my uniform. It to work part time on a vacation. I knocked and when finally given the permission to go in, I opened the door carefully and walked slowly towards the old man sitting on his chair.

I held out the thick paper works, "Sir, Miss Jung wants you to see this and needs your reply ASAP about the concept of Choi Group of C