Written at: 8:18 PM
♪ Hush little baby, don't say a word... ♪
Boa patted her tummy and sang softly. It's been approximately 10 months since she carried the baby. It should almost be time.
The pain slowly got to her.
♪ Hush little baby, don't you cry... ♪
Boa patted her tummy one more time and.. her stomach seemed to be glowing. She smiled down at it and said,
♪ Baby, one more time ♪
*Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnng*
Hyori stretched her hand randomly, trying to stop whatever is waking her up. Her head was all sweaty and her face was flushed. It was time for her interview but she was tired from crying about another job rejection yesterday.
♪ Let me blow your mind
Only Fantasy shijakhagesseo
neol wihan Show time ♪
Hyori sat up in her messy bed. Books, papers, discs, socks, clothes. All thrown everywhere, covering all the space on the floor. She tousled her hair and started to walk to the bathroom. A poster of Dong Bang Shin Ki fell to the floor as she worked her way to the bathroom. On the dirty floor it stayed.
♪ Everytime, everyday ♪
I wonder what time it is..
♪ Ima dare mo ga Survivor ♪
♪ Looking for any way ♪
♪ Kono jitai ni Don't give up ♪
She stared at the mirror. White foam at the edge of her mouth and her eyes look bruised. She stares at it a bit longer...
"AHHHHHHHH!"
She rushes out of the bathroom after rinsing her mouth and washing her face quickly. She puts a piece of mint in her mouth and starts boiling water. She walks around trying to find a suit like top and a business like skirt.
Shoot... running out of time..
She picks up a shirt randomly from the floor and finds a pair of jeans to put on. She hears the whistling. Rushing to the kitchen, she adjusts her shirt and combs her hair.
Tick.
She gets 2 teabags from one of the drawers and puts it in a cup of hot water. Then she checks herself out in the mirror.
Ok, she thought.
She picks up the hot teabags and carefully laid them on her eyes. It burns.
"Aish!"
She drops one of them on a chair. She picks it up and put it back on her left eye. She sat on one of the chairs with her head leaning backwards.
The day wasn't going so great.
"Micky Yoochun, how does it feel to be such a successful businessman and a famous singer?"
"Please answer our questions."
"MICKY YOOCHUN. MICKY YOOCHUN. MICKY YOOCHUN."
As Park Yoochun walked away from the airport, a BMW halted about 6 feet away. Micky got into the passenger side while girls were still screaming his name.
"Yoochun ah. How was Japan?"
Micky shook his head. He looked out the window. Kim Jaejoong continued driving.
"Ah, I'm late, I'm late."
*Elevator door opens*
Hyori rushes out the door and goes to the desk.
"Hello. My name is Lee Hyori and I'm here for a job interview."
The secretary punched in a few keys and looked up.
Smiling, she said, "Miss Hyori. Please come this way."
She stood up and led Hyori to another room.
"Please wait here for someone to interview you. Would you like a cup of coffee?"
Hyori shook her head and the secretary went out, leaving Hyori alone in the big room. She looked at the table ahead of her and the desk that's placed on the other side of the room. Curious, she looked around. There were no pictures of the person who works in this room. While staring at one of the diplomas put up on the wall, the door opened. Shocked, Hyori quickly turned around and knocked down a vase next to her. Her arm was scraped a little but blood was starting to leak out.
"Aish... what a bad day.."
She started scrounging in her purse for a bandage, totally forgetting that someone just entered the room. She has a one track mind.
"Excuse me, may I ask what are you doing in here?"
Hyori was surprised someone spoke. She looked up for the first time at the person standing in the doorway. He was old and had a weird hairstyle... He looked handsome but yet too thin. He was working too much.
"Uhms.. I was supposed to be doing a job interview. I have my files and everything. Are you Mr. Lee?"
Flushed, Hyori started to get up, holding her left elbow as it starts bleeding.
"Just leave the room for now. Your job interview will be postponed or you will just receive a phone call."
Hyori looked shocked and she was. A phone call could only mean one thing... rejection. She tried to gather herself.
"Look, I could pay for the vase. I was just looking around and I --"
"Micky, what are you doing in here? Do you need my help with anything?"
Another man came in and this time, Hyori wasn't shocked but lost.
Lee Jun Ki..., she thought.
She looked down and mumbled, "I'll be going now. Thank you for your time."
As she walked past the 2 men, she was stopped by Jun Ki's voice.
"Sorry for the inconvenience. I'll tell my secretary to make another appointment with you."
Hyori mumbled something that Lee Jun Ki couldn't hear and left.
Jun Ki turned back to Micky.
"Is anything wrong?"
Jun Ki didn't hear what Hyori said, but Micky did.
