"How do I look?"
I stood and stared at herself on the wall-mounted looking glass in my new black A-line dress with a black choker and a white color in a preppy style; hair styled in a messy bun, and a pair of white classic ballerina flats.
*Nestled in her casual green barrel chair, cozy as it was, she was watching the singing audition while perusing her social media page on the massive microLED television attached to the wall. A random person took a video and shared it with the internet.
The car stopped at the front gate, and before I could climb out, the lady said, "Take this," handed over the small suitcase, "Use the card to open the front door, and a key to your room," she instructed.
I find myself staring in the bathroom mirror. It was still early in the morning, and yet, I fell asleep soundly last night. It was the best sleep I ever had since I was in Hyeon's mansion.I blink, closes my eyes, and blinks again.
“My apology, Mr. Drayce,” I somewhat hesitated to say what I wanted to say, to relay what Kurai would like to happen about the contract. And I wish I could call him back before I could say something that could make Mr. Drayce disappointed.Do I need to feel that? Where is that damn god, anyway? “This is about the contract...” I
The bell rings.The sun is up, and I am early to go to school.
“Kurai?” I was a bit taken aback from his sudden appearance. Tension radiated from my muscles. I wasn’t expecting that this would happen to me.“Are you alright?” He asked, voice as tight as his shoulders.
“Please, I’ll just sign the contract,” I begged, “just don’t cut my tongue,” I could feel my stomach feels rock hard.“Really?” He smiled in a very malicious way showing his long pointed fangs. It looks so sharp. “but it’s
The producer met with us the next day and he was eager to see my performance to sing a song in their studio.