Being in college with a major in fashion design can be challenging. You've started to feel trapped. Stressed. Overworked. 

You are filled with a lot of passion for fashion, although the motivation has been lackluster. What can you do about this?

The Fame. The Lights. No privacy. How does one live with all of this? This has been my entire life. I long for quiet. Being unknown. To walk down the sidewalk. To not have to answer to every beck and call.

Can I have this? I think I know what I must do.

Hi you guys! This is my first fanfic in a really long time so I apologize if this is bad or whatever. Please feel free to give me tips and suggestions! I am open to any and all comments.This is my first ever Korean-influenced fanfic. Which means I am going to attempt to add some Korean words through this whole thing ( words/ phrases like I love you, thank you, goodbye) just small things that I feel will be necessary. I am not fluent in Korean, I actually know very very little of the Korean language. I do love the language though and want to add it to my fanfic. I am going through and making sure what I write in Korean is correct, but we are humans and we make mistakes so if something is misspelled or not used in the right context please let me know so I can correct myself and eventually become more familiar with the Korean language. Lastly if you have any ideas of things I should add to the story or any ideas I could maybe incorporate to make this the most enjoyable experience please let me know, I'll make sure every suggestion and idea will be credited to you in the chapter that it is used in. OKAY I'M READY. <3 (Also, if there is another story that is like this in any way I apologize, I didn't know.)