Meeting YG
Everything About You
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Fingers fumbling around as she felt the stuffiness inside the elevator. She stared at her reflection through the elevator mirrors. She noticed how pale and nervous she looked as she stood still, not knowing what to think or what to say. She couldn't think straight about what was coming at her in a few minutes. The thought of it taunted her as she glanced over to the reflection of her boyfriend, who was leaning against the wall, looking as calm as ever. She spun around and stared at her boyfriend with a stern look. She cocked her head to the side as she wondered why her boyfriend wasn't as nervous as she was. "Are you not nervous at all?" She questioned as she stood beside him. She nervously chuckled inwardly, "Because I am totally nervous!" She released a heavy sigh as her boyfriend wrapped an arm around her. She felt herself relaxed a bit but it wasn't enough to the point where she could just feel at eased. She looked up at her boyfriend, hoping he would admit that he was also nervous just so she could feel that she wasn't alone on that boat. He chuckled, "Relax. I'll be right beside you." Those words weren't what she needed to hear. She felt even more nervous just to hear those words. Those words weren't so comforting, she thought. She nudged him as she looked at their reflection. Jiyong smiled as his eyes met with hers through the reflection. He patted her shoulder then brought his hand down her arm. He rubbed her arm a bit to calm her down, "Whatever happens, I'm there." She clicked her tongue and turned to him, "Aren't you at least worried about whether he knows about us or not?" "No." "Then what other reason could there possibly be for him to wanting to meet me?" She questioned. "Maybe he just want to see who this fine girl that G-Dragon's so attached to?" She rolled her eyes as she found him being so arrogant all of a sudden. He laughed and removed his arm once he felt the lift coming to a stop. Eunji peeled herself away from him and stepped up closer to the door. Once the doors parted, Jiyong stepped out and held the door opened for Eunji to step out. As she did, she admired the hall. There was only one hall. The hall ran from the elevator to a huge glass door. Jiyong chuckled as he stood beside her, "Too pretty?" "No, I'm just too amazed by the interior designing." She stated as she followed him down the hall towards the glass door. As she trailed beside Jiyong, she admired the designs. Although it wasn't a long hall, there were so many large banners hanging everywhere, indicating the artists that were inactive and still active under YG Entertainment. Jiyong pulled the door opened and ushered his girlfriend to enter the door. He let go of the door once they entered the room. Jiyong motioned Eunji to sit on one of the seats aligned by the walls. He marched over to the front desk and began a silence conversation with the lady tapping away on her computer. Eunji watched the lady chatting with her boyfriend. Her eyes never left the computer screen. "Eunji." Jiyong waved her to come over to him. And she did. She immediately jogged over to him and waited for him to tell her why he called her on over. The lady, still not looking at them for one bit, situated a clipboard on the counter before the couple. Jiyong handed her a pen as she skimmed through the paper that was clipped on the clipboard. It was a sign-in sheet. She smiled and gladly signed in as Jiyong watched her with a bright smile on his face. Once she was done, the lady pulled the clipboard towards her and told Jiyong to go on and see if YG wanted to see her yet. Eunji walked over to the seats and sat back down while her boyfriend went to a white painted door. She watched her boyfriend knocked against the door for permission to enter the room. Jiyong turned the knob and poked half of his body through the door, making Eunji curious about the interior design inside the room. Jiyong stepped back out of the room, "He's ready to see you." Eun
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