Foreword

Perfect is the way her pencil effortlessly glides on the blank page. Perfect is the blue she gives the dress on the white background of the paper. Perfect is the curve of the waist line she drew with detailed silver embroidery. Perfect is the shiny silver threat on the sky blue satin draped over the mannequin’s slim body.

Eighteen, last year in high school, Seojin thrives to become a fashion designer; and she has the skill for it, too. Blessed with a good sense of fashion and a happy-go-lucky attitude, she is aiming for an internship at YG Entertainment right after she graduates high school. Not many people at her age wants to or even able to be a stylist for one of Korea’s most well-known and stylish entertainment company. Some either aims big for some brand from the fashion center of the world and many just go with mediocre: fashion school. The girl is sure to score a full-ride scholarship to some fashion school in Korea if not from Paris or London but she has her reason for wanting this internship: Kim Jiwon aka Bobby of Team B.

It is not a mystery to the world that she fell hard for him. It’s also not a secret that he cannot reciprocate the feeling. She’s fine with it though, or so she convinces herself.

She fell in love with the boy, who she thought was perfect. He's perfect from the way his eyes shut closed when he smiles to the way his mouth spits out words like red, hot fire.

credits - contradictori