Minho P.O.V

After minutes, and minutes in which I recalled every memory that was related to Yoona, I started to feel like my heart would explode, but that was nothing new because I have felt that many times ever since Yoona died, still that was the signal that I should leave. With a lot of effort, I started to pack all my clothes accomplishing the purpose of my presence in Yoona’s house, or I should say the reason that I came up with in order to see this place one more time, to feel her presence one more time, and then after I took one last glance to the place where we shared so many beautiful memories, I finally closed the door, the door I was decided to never open again.

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Yuri P.O.V

After a very delicious diner and after finally finding an answer to the question that was bugging me, which I would have never found out if it wouldn’t have been for that guy, now I was  excitedly making  my way to Yoona’s apartment, where I was planning to find out what was hiding in the mysterious box.

After a 20 minutes walk, I was finally in holding in my hands the mysterious possession. I searcheda hammer and after a half an hour search I was finally able to find one. I hit the lock with all my strength but it didn’t open at all. After 10 minutes of continuous struggle, I decided to give up because it was very obvious that there was no chance that the lock would be opened without his key. Annoyed for not succeeding in opening the lock, I started to do something more productive for the human kind, I started to clean, a habit that was belonging to me ever since little. Ever since little the only time when I was willingly cleaning my room, was when I was pissed off, because it would help me to vent my anger, but how ironical, Yoona’s house was already sparkling clean, so the only chore that I had to do was to put my things in the closet.

I took my clothes one by one and carefully placed them in the closet, then when I was finally at the last piece of clothing, a piece of  paper fall out of the pocket. I picked it up and looked at it, it was a business card belonging to Kim Jaejoong. I frenetically searched in my brain something that would help me to remember how did I got that card, and after a few minutes I finally remembered the answer:

FLASHBACK:

“She was really beautiful. It’s so sad that she took such a rush decision. I wish I could have stopped her, if only I would have known her thoughts…if only.” Said the man with tears in his eyes
”I am sure that everyone would have stopped her if we could have known her thoughts but Yoona was a complicated girl…ever since little she would always hide her sadness behind a big smile, so that no one would worry for her.”
”I see that you know her well. I think that Yoona must have been lucky to be your friend.”
”Actually Yoona is my older sister, and so you would know, we have spent half of out life fighting for our parent’s attention. “

“Oh, I am Jaejoong, Kim Jaejoong, Yoona’s biggest fan and the fashion designer of “Miracle fashion house” said the man extending his hand

“I am Yuri, Kwon Yuri also known as Yoona’s little sister. Thank you for coming here. I am sure that Yoona would be glad to know how much you care for her.” I said politely

“Actually, I am the one that is lucky. Meeting a girl as beautiful and kind as Yoona was is very rare.”

END OF FLASHBACK

“That’s it! I know what I am supposed to do! I finally know what my next move is going to be!”

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Jaejoong P.O.V

*ring**ring*

“Mr. Kim, there is this girl that wants to talk with you, but she doesn’t have an appointment! Should I let her in!” said my secretary through the phone

“No, of course not! What part from only the people that have appointment can meet me can’t you remember?” I said angry, really annoyed by my secretaries incompetence

“Mr. Kim the girl said to tell you that her name is Kwon Yuri!”

“Oh, I see let her in then!”

After a few minutes my office door opened, in my office stepping no other then Yoona’s sister.

“Hello, I am sorry to bother you. I know that you must be very busy, so I will be short! Do you remember when you said that you could help me?” asked Yuri shyly. I nodded giving her a sign to continue
 “Well I have a favor to ask! I want to work as a model!”

“You want to work as a model? Why? Do you realize that in order to be a model, you need more then a pretty face?”

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Yuri P.O.V
”I know that but I need to become a model!” I said as convincing as I could

“Why? I thought that having a sister that committed suicide because of her stressful career would make you hate this profession more then anything in this world?”

“I …my sister always wanted me to become a model. She hoped that we could  work together.” I lied hoping that the guy would believe me and give me the opportunity to find out more about the world that my sister belonged

“Well… since that is the case…then I  will help you, but you will have to start from the bottom .”
”That’s not a problem. I am determined to become acknowledged by everyone that works in this industry. I won’t stain my sister’s name.”
”I see, well fine with me then. But I will give you an advice; “prepare yourself”, the fashion world is merciless. “  said Jaejoong coldly giving me a creepy feeling for a moment but soon he changed his attitude and started to become cheerful

“ You will start tomorrow! I need a model to participate in a photo shoot for “The diva” magazine. The one that was supposed to work at this project is your sister but since she…well anyway, I think that you are the most suitable, since you are her sister, like this even if you and her can’t work together anymore, you can still say that you were part of the same project. said Jaejoong , handing me a piece of paper on which was written the address where the photo shoot was going to take place . “Another little advice, the guy that hired you is very bossy, and has mood swings, so try to annoy him as less as possible. Now I will have to end this nice talk with you because I have a meeting to attend. It was a pleasure to meet you. Goodbye!” said my boss, giving me a firm handshake and a warm smile

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Someone P.O.V

With a piece of paper in her hand and a determined expression, the girl that until moments ago was known as Kwon Yuri , the girl that came to Seoul to find some answers, became Kwon Yuri, a model recommended by no other then Kim Jaejoong.

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Minho P.O.V

*****the next day*****

“So what is the concept for the photo shoot?” I asked my boss that coincidentally happened to be a friend of mine.

“The concept is “Glamorous diva”. In 2 weeks is going to take place “Seoul song awards” ceremony, and this magazine has to write an article about it. This year the

fashion industry  revolves around the concept of glamorous so , our magazine has responsibility to present the best outfits.” Said my friend Key

“And in your opinion, the best outfits belong to “Miracle fashion house”?”
”Look Minho, I know that you kind of dislike “Miracle’s|  boss, but this is business, so you need to learn to separate your personal feelings from your work, plus I don’t really get why do you hate him so much.”
”Let’s just say that the way that guy makes money is not the nicest. That guy is treating his models like slaves.”

“It might not be the best, but even if you say it no one will believe you. Is your word against his word, and I can assure you that at the moment his word is more worth then yours, also you should know by now that everything has a dark side, and fashion world is no exception. And, I wouldn’t really think that much about it. Some models out there are just seeking attention. Are you sure that what you heard is not a lie?”
”I am sure! My source is reliable! That person would never lie to me!”
”Minho, you have to stop being so naive. Everybody lies!”

“Chief Editor, the, model has arrived!”

“It was about time! Tell here to come here right now!”

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Yuri P.O.V

“The Chief Editor said to go there immediately, so hurry up because he doesn’t seem to be in the best mood!”

After hearing the not so good news I took a deep breath and opened the door. Inside were 2 males. One was a guy with a blond hair that seemed to boil in anger clearly giving me the hint that he was the Chief Editor, about the secretary was talking about and the other one was no other then the…”Stranger with white roses” which as I figured out after seeing the camera that he was holding in his hand seemed to be the photographer.

Dumbfounded by the sudden, unexpected meeting I stayed there, not being able to move even an inch, but thanks to the Chief’s Editor “kindness” I soon returned down to earth.

“What are you doing standing there? Come here quickly, you are late! This is not the way a professional model works. If the one that would have worked at this project would have been the great Yoona and not you, this kind of thing would have never happened.” said the Chief Editor making me burst in tears.
”But I …I am sorry I, this was a big mistake. I am sorry!” I said running out of the door, not wanting to stay there and here those words again.