the first beat—

"Eh?"

Nobody has told her anything of an appearance that's "like your kind". It was one, or maybe the first, of the opportunities that there is someone from her motherland currently seen within the streets of Paris, and the idea that this person is only a few miles away lets her inner excitement explode from her inner nutshell. She remembered the first time she was seen strutting at the public, it was the entrance of a rare yet unique facial structure to which gave curious gazes within her surroundings and mumble as she walks past through them.  Now it has been 5 years ever since that seemingly weird introduction. Her eyes are widened by the fact that there's another person, that may or may not endure the same experience as she did.

"I'm pretty serious about this, Mi! Don't think I'm getting your hopes high.", the person in front of her exclaims to calm down Chan Mi's reaction. Ever since the Korean girl became the French newbie, Jaime has always been the person who served as her first-aid and manual. Whether it maybe directions, dialogues or anything else, this natural blonde is her guide to everything within the city.

"But it's just so.. so... unusual."

"I know ma chérie, and do even you know what's more unusual? It's because this guy seems to be some international model!"

Wait, its a guy? That fact gives a whole new vibe to Chin Mi's impression, thus she lets out a sigh of disappointment knowing that their situations would never be the same. But another thing that puzzles her is that his appearance impresses as something worth to be "international." If he were to be known famous that she would've heard of him a long time ago or at least, know his face.

"Maybe he just looks, drop dead gorgeous then." this  puzzling girl, unabled to resist her thoughts, accidentally voiced out her deepest opinions.

"Quoi...?!"

"I-It's nothing...! Nothing at all."

Well maybe she placed the volume a bit too louder to be considered as an accident then. Thinking about the prior statement, this eager lady finally stands up from the chair she sat for hours, and packed her bags to know things for herself.

"Do you know where's the photoshoot being held then?" she stares at the second person with dedication which made the latter release a deep and obvious sigh. However, she backs this up with a smile of approval as she knows nobody is ever going to stop this young woman to face the person in reality.

"Alright, the shoot is around the entrance of The Louvre."

"Merci!" 

The idea of going there is stupid, she knows and absorbs that fact in her head clearly. She just needs to see him, not because on how she is a curious obsessive little freak, but because Chin Mi has finally earned the companion she longed for in a dreaded couple of years.

♥

Flash.Stumble.Click.Stumble.Shot.Stumble.

"O-Oi! You've been acting woobly ever since the start of the shoot. Are you really sure you can handle this with your condition?"

Taking the exclusive project was probably, one of the worst things he've decided in his career. Its a really exclusive deal for a novice, since models around his place don't usually go to far places abroad just for shoots, but Oh Se Hun is a special masculine being. Thus, this aspiring new face brings his goals right across Europe. The weight itself adds upon the pressure, and he feels this physically throughout his entire body. It lifts up everything the composes him as an individual so much, it even affected his health.

No matter what he did, what kind of poses or charm he portrays, he just simply displays a man out of condition. This makes the whole staff, and himself worried upon the current situation.

"Hmm... are you still adjusting from the jet lag? I understand, but we really need to wrap it up by the end of the week, we still got 6 other locations to go. Well, we could do two shooting locations for tomorrow if it's alright for you. Maybe you need some rest today."

The director's words just gave him chills and now another kilogram has been added to his truckload weight of problems. He didn't want to disappoint the studio in any ways possible, yet he also wanted some cool off period at the same time as well. 

"I only need an hour of rest sir, I will catch up I promise." he said diligently, maybe somewhere within the middle would be the best choice for now. Knowing this, the older man nodded to his request, at thought of it as to be the most righteous as well. 

"Alright everyone, let's continue by an hour."

The sense of relief adds upon the French atmosphere. Walking throughout the streets in a European afternoon surely gives a great amount of bliss. The artistic style of the infastructures andthe seemingly mixture of the rising sun's and the sunset's palette drawing near by relaxes the model of this young man as he struts casually towards a small bridge. It seemed antique and old, yet its presence stands out within this generation. Passer-bys tend to look at the young charismatic man with a curious face, the same uniqueness that Chin Mi has endured during the past years. However his situation varies because of the spice of admiration these gazes gave to him. His physical appearance must've blended so well with the environment, he selfishly thought so. He is a model after all.

Leaning towards the other side of the linking construction, he gazed up and admired the sky blending in the situation. His current experience within the country may be unique, but it turns out that maybe it'll turn to the good side after all.

And all of those possibilities has just officially started upon the moment a girl, hastingly running towards the opposite direction, encounters him in a rather,  unconscious bumping conflict.

"J-Je suis désolée!"

writter-nim is a hasty chatterbox:

kyaa! so there it is, my very long first chapter. it's midnight over here and man am i so tired! i hope this suits you, considering the length and everything, and also the grammar errors! huwaa, i hope you'll all like this please ;w; i will correct errors and stuff once i proofread this tomorrow, im really kind of sleepy right now ^-^;;

re-edit: just woke up OTL but I'm here to provide the translations to the French words

ma cherie = my dear; quoi = what; je suis desolee = im sorry;