“She’s my Lady~” You heard the music as you walked through the hallway, greeting all the sunbaes while heading to your first schedule.  You joined the other group of stylists and packed up all the necessities to the van.

You sat in the back seat, empty mindedly thinking of the previous days with Infinite. Crazy loud voice warm ups from Sunggyu, Woohyun and Hoya. Chattering from Sungyeol, Dongwoo’s laughter, Myungsoo’s cartoon voice and Sungjong company in the black van.

It was just a day before that those things happened and now it has changed hundred and eighty degrees. “Heeyoung-ah” you heard the head coordinator call out my name, pulling me from the day dream. “Ah mianhe” you quickly got out of the van and collected all the outfits. You followed the group in their waiting room.

You looked at your schedule book and noticed that you got the maknaes. You picked out their outfit and gave it to them, unlike Infinite you had to go with them in the changing room to help them with their outfit.

The three vocals began to warm up and the maknae began stretching his limbs. You watched them, remembering how Hoya and Dongwoo do all those in the dorm. Eunri tapped your shoulders, pulling you out of your daze.

She looked at you worriedly but you gave her a short nod to assure her. She smiled, “You better be, or else someone will come running after me. I will just be next door. If you need me, just come” you waved at her.

It was the group’s turn to perform; you watched them through the monitor screen. The second youngest was an incredible dancer; you had to admit that he was really graceful. The main vocal line hit up their notes and all the stylists and managers clapped.

The performances finished and everyone headed back to the company. You worked swiftly and did everything well which planted a good impression to the coordinators.

The van stopped and the daily routine came again, walking out to carry the makeup set or the outfit. Just when you were about to reach for the box in the back, a pair of fair arms reached for it before you.  

“It’s okay, I can carry it” you reached out for it but the owner put it behind him. “Its okay, Heeyoung noona” his voice was deep but warm. You looked at him and he smiled, “You look tired so maybe you shouldn’t carry this heavy box too” he grabbed the other makeup kit and smirked.

You were tired like his said, “Komawo, Kai ssi” You smiled small and followed him to the building