All Chapters of Korea's Most Eligible: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The streets of G city, Seoul were vibrant and full of life. The food vendors oozed out mixed but distinctive savoury aromas which could awaken the roars of parasites inhibiting rent free, within. The unharmonious yelling to buy wares, filled the streets, produced the desired outcome as individuals who took a quick glance at the sound directions, found themselves enamored with the flashy, yet delicious staples.  It took a person with high will power or perhaps an empty pocket to resist such delectable treats. The neon lights buzzed in many coloured frames, contrasted beautifully with the headlights of moving cars, ultimately highlighting the scene, polishing it into a cyber aesthetic. There is nothing more nostalgic than watching people walk the zebra crossing, as the blaring street music played in the background. It was about 8:30 in the evening. Those who weren't stuck working overtime for thei

Jae Hwa had spent the entire night, contemplating her next move. Her decision over Min Jun's offer could more or less add meaning to her life story. But she wasn't willing… she wasn't prepared to let her heart open for any romance at the same time she needed some seasoning in her life, and of course the prize money too.'Maybe I might just like it there.'She thought, trying to find reasons to accept his proposal.Like hell she is!!!It was one thing to compete with pretentious individuals and it was another for the camera to always be up in your face watching your every move. Zooming in occasionally, patiently waiting to catch the moment you slip from your collectiveness even in the slightest.An introvert like Jae Hwa didn't like the idea at all, but then the benefits were too good to overlook.'Ahhh, what do I do!!!' She screams internally, rolling side to side on her bed. 

"W-what are you implying Miss Yoo?" He replied flustered. Jae Hwa facepalmed herself mentally, she had been careless to let her guard down so easily, forgetting that she was out of the safe zone, the harbour. From the minimalist dress and absent attendant to the breakfast table, each one was a test of temper. She had noticed the peculiar timing of the escort reaching out to her, just when he just finished dressing up, in all smiles. With her keen sight and sharp observatory senses, she had noticed that he was wired and had complimented his outfit. Heading back to put on accessories, she surveyed the room and found out that in fact there were cameras there too. Being let out for brunch, she has noticed smaller carefully hidden cameras too, if she wasn't intentionally searching for them she wasn't sure if she would be able to detect them. Neither having a makeup artist nor a fashion stylist any other celebrity was bound to

Duck and look away! That was the first thought that came into Jea Hwa's mind. But not this time, not any more. She couldn't run away from her past as it always caught up with her somehow, besides, there was no way they weren't going to bump into each other in the house as the show went on.     I stared back at him for a bit, almost making it a glare-off, she smiled sweetly, earning a more confused look on the recipient before she focussed on Junsuh who was about to make an announcement.     "Attention contestants,all eyes on me now" He called to those chatting away.     "Now that the elimination's over a welcome party would be held later in the evening to celebrate the season's openings."     "In the meantime you would be called for your very first lounge session, which you would be spilling things only you the audience would now... anything at all

JAE HWA'S POVMAKEUP/WARDROBE THEATREI walked in with shorts over the lower piece of my bikini."What's up bitches!" Effie yelled, making an entrance."Wazzup! You are such a vibe, Effie! I didn't expect to meet you so soon after our talk at the hall." Yuna acknowledged."My face is going to be so close to the camera tonight!"Nari Screamed, "Couldn't you make the makeup less cakey!""But you said I had done it too light before." Glam panicked.