Poten

By the time Minho returned to the waiting room, the ball manager was rolling his feet.

“Kang Min-ho! I called all the designers in the director's room and they started searching. ”

Knowing that it was just a routine design confirmation meeting, Minho hoped that the ball manager would calm down.

“I just passed by and heard a little bit about it, but I think the original design will be photographed normally. ”

Im So-hee's boss was surprised by this.

“Is that possible? ”

“There are many talented people here. ”

Minho, who returned the fountain pen well, did not necessarily say that Lim So-hee was one of them.

Director Yoon Taebaek returned to meet with the filming step and picked up a ticket with a normal schedule from 1: 00 pm.

Im So-hee went home relieved, and the ball manager, who swept his chest as if he had lived ten years, moved to buy a delicious lunch.

Minho put the scissors back in place and sat down again in the waiting room.

For a short while, I was distressed by fashion, business analysis and free-spirited styling, and suddenly I was tired.

“Yawn.”

While yawning, the galaxy sitting next to me whispered.

“Did you meet Director Song secretly? ”

“Yes?”

Minho reminded her of her father's exact prediction of the West Galaxy. I forgot it was the detective's bloodline because of the image. But does it become this kind of sensitivity?

“I felt it earlier, but I also felt good about Minho's design. ”

“Well, I... I just wanted to say I hope the photo shoot went well. ”

After answering as if it was nothing, I smiled as I looked at Minho, who was raising her head. It was because I felt that the problem that was blocked by nothing seemed to have been resolved.

As she kept staring, Minho scratched her chin, either embarrassed or magnificently.

“I'm filming soon, so please teach me a good pose, Sunbae. ”

* * *

Flashbursting set with a gushing shutter.

“Minho, lift your chin. The galaxy is in good shape!”

Minho was busy posing. I was dazed by the dazzling lights shining from all around me, but it wasn't easy to adjust to the flashes and open my eyes.

“Let's put our arms together. ”

“Arms? With who...”

Minho, who was busy following the photographer's orders, noticed that the Western Galaxy was right next door.

Solo photos were overwhelmed by the weight, but it was harder than I thought to catch my breath in a couple of photos. After noticing Minho's tension, the galaxy closed its arms and said.

“Don't try to force it. Feel the atmosphere. Natural is good. ”

Bang.

By the time I got used to the couples, the photographer ordered a lovelier appearance.

“How do I do that? ”

Seogyun whispered a little in his question.

“Like this? ”

He wrapped his arms around Minho's shoulders. Minho soon took a relaxing smile and pose to meet her lead, surprised by the active shoulder companion in the West Galaxy.

“Good, good, good.”

Bang.

With a consistent bright smile, Seo Eun-hyo, who came to shoot, not only made all the steps smile with satisfaction.

“Min-ho, it's okay to be ashamed. More courage! ”

The photographer attempted an act in which she gave a slight lip. Minho felt his heart thumping.

“Heartbreak for both eyes! Okay."

Pow!

“Well done!”

“Good job, everyone! ”

It was 10 o'clock at night after the last shot of the men's solo costume.

Minho greeted Steph while he was exhausted.

Even the Milky Way, which had been empowered throughout the shoot, had been sitting in a waiting chair for 30 minutes before her filming was all over. It must have been tiring for the steps to keep their eyes open despite all the noise everywhere.

Should I start by getting ready to go? ’

Minho found his original clothes in the dressing room and took out the bag from the galaxy in the waiting room.

“Galaxy, it's over. ”

“Hmm.”

The eyebrows in the West Galaxy trembled. After covering her mouth and yawning, she only opened one eye like a wink, and her gaze stayed on Minho standing in front of her.

She smiles in her sleep.

“Huh, is he ugly? ”

“I have a lot of help today, so I'm going to comment. ”

“Hehe.”

Even when I tried to get sleepy, it was Minho who thought I was a natural actor.

“The ball manager said you missed the car, so I think we should go right down. ”

“Wait, that Jim...”

“This?”

Minho slapped the bag on his shoulder, and the galaxy lifted its thumb with a big smile.

The road to home in a van.

Standing on a chair who couldn't overcome the fatigue, he dozed off again. Minho placed the neck pillow that was hanging from the front seat on her cheek.

“Just make yourself at home. ”

“Thank you.”

She leans her head into the chair with a satisfied smile.

The ball manager, who was looking at the scene in the rear-view mirror, noticed the warm atmosphere between the two and smiled. However, during Seochol, the detectives, as well as the West Galaxy, knew that the mountains to cross were quite high, so they only carefully cheered.

When he waited for the signal, the ball manager asked Minho who was looking out the window.

“How was your day? ”

Minho replied, looking back at the day when she experienced a world where she had never felt her hands on a button before.

“There was a pattern of people crying and laughing in their clothes. ”

“The fashion industry is just as intense as the broadcasting industry. ”

“There are also people who make them laugh and cry. ”

The ball manager laughed as I thought I knew who you were talking about.

“By the way, your pictures on SNS are already being published. Your responses are favorable, as you both enjoy filming. ”

“I don't care, but would you be okay with the image of the galaxy? ”

“I know you're in the same company, but I don't care if it's an official account. You're really going out? ”

Minho turned his head toward the Western Galaxy. After doing the same thing all day, I felt less pressure to study and have a proper conversation, but I doubted whether there was more progress than that.

“You'll find out in time. ”

It was when Ben entered the alley leading up to the Western Galaxy house. She looks up while she's sleeping. She looks around, checking her location, and says in a hurry.

“Manager, stop here! ”

“Here?”

The ball manager stops Ben.

Seo Eun-hye opened the door and told Min-ho.

“Come with me. ”

“Now?”

“I thought we were buying dinner. If you're tired, postpone it. ”

“Ah, dinner! ”

When the galaxy dragged Minho out of the van because it was too late and he thought he'd forgotten about it, Minho got out of the van confused.

Minho approached the driver's seat window and told the ball manager.

“I'll be there on my own, so go ahead. ”

The exchange between the smart people nodded quietly as the ball manager also welcomed him with two hands.

“Rest well tomorrow, and I'll see you the day after tomorrow. Goodbye, Seo Eun Joo. ”

“Take care, ball manager. ”

Minho and Seo Eun waved their hands at the leaving ball manager.

“Shall we go? ”

“But what are we going to eat at this hour? ”

“There's something really good to eat at this hour. ”

Minho's playful smile in the West Galaxy made his feet hard to fall off.

Please don't make the food feel scary just by looking at it!

Bright streetlights lend the neighborhood a cultivated vibe.

Walking through the alleyways of Seo Galaxy and Residential Street together, Minho felt like a date.

“Since elementary school, all the schools have been around here. It feels like the university is a bit far away. ”

She jumps down a small staircase and leaves the alley, blinking her eyes for a moment.

“It's a neighborhood I was born in, and I know where everyone lives. It's not too far now. ”

“Where?”

Seohyun, who was lightly fortunate, smiled brightly as he looked at Minho, who was curious.

“Bam! Right there! ”

Minho followed her finger and her gaze stayed in one place.

Mi-Hwa's Tteokbokki? ’

A restaurant that smells delicious late at night. It was a shabby sign, but it looked like something was up.

“Are you disappointed?”

“Not at all.”

Minho was relieved that it wasn't the food I had in mind.

The West Galaxy opened a door inside the snack bar.

“Grandma, I'm home. ~ ”

“Huh? You've made yourself pretty today. ”

“Heh heh. I had a photo shoot. ”

The grammar with loving eyes welcomed the standing galaxy. The grandmother asked, watching Minho follow behind the Western Galaxy.

“Boyfriend? ”

“Oh no, he's my older brother from the same company. ”

“I think they're close. Bring them all to this place. ”

“Oh, my God. It's the best place in the world! ”

The grandmother looked at the galaxy with a simple smile.

When I sat down at the table, my grandmother gave me a plate even though I didn't order anything else.

“Enjoy. ”

“Thank you!”

A rich plate filled with red Tteokbokki. Minho, who was hungry, felt drowsy by himself. The galaxy gives out a toothpick.

“Try it. ”

Minho put the wild meat of Tteokbokki in his mouth. It was sweet and spicy and chewy.

“What do you think?”

“Wow! This is really good. ”

“Right?"

Seo Milky Way bites Tteokbokki in her mouth and smiles happily.

“I went to this high school right in front of me. After palm trees, everyone was hungry, but there was no place like this with as much and as delicious as this. ”

The story of the galaxy that I only studied when I was in school was surprisingly interesting. Is it because I've lived here for a long time? When I found out that my father led me, and that she was also a martyr, I was also a little flinchy.

Seo galaxy smiled at Minho.

“Am I the only one who talks too much? I remember chatting with my friends when I came here. ”

“No, it's funny. ”

“I've said a lot, so it's Min-ho's turn. ”

“What...”

“How's Min-ho? I'm curious.”

The night I don't want to leave.

Until all the Tteokbokki was emptied, the conversation between the two continued endlessly.

* * *

Miranda was slowly watching, wearing five newly redesigned prototypes on her mannequins.

“We received a report that the photo shoot had been finalized. ”

After checking the watch, Miranda nodded at Kim So-young's words.

“You're very late. Now, come on in. ”

“What about Team Leader Song? ”

“As soon as I'm done cleaning up, I'm leaving. ”

“You've had a really hard day. ”

Kim So-young bowed her head and went home. Miranda turns her head to the mannequin.

A blanket.

A short time later, a deep hoof rang from the far side of the hall.

“Miranda.”

Team Leader Choi entered the office and clapped his hands.

“I never thought I'd reform like that. Surprised, Miranda. ”

“Really?"

Miranda doesn't look away from the mannequin, just saying one word. That was a long time ago. Team Leader Choi stared at Miranda's back, nervously.

“You changed your perfume? ”

Soon Miranda opens her mouth.

“You said you hated Miranda. ”

“Maybe you got stabbed? ”

Team Leader Choi closely took care of his face.

“You get stabbed. I should have saved up for something like today. I was too busy doing my job to care. I'm sorry, Miranda. ”

“Come to think of it, When I was designing the main line, there was always someone who would come and watch. ”

Miranda puts her hand on the scarf around the Mannequin's neck. Strongly, the jailer Choi flinched his back.

“You wanted to ruin my design collection just because you wanted a job as a foreman, right? ”

“Th-that's the thing. ”

Team Leader Choi thought of something to make up for.

“What if it gets out that the person who leaked the design is someone in this room? ”

“Z, you have no proof. ”

“Is there really no evidence? The same thing happens again, and I and all my designers will be leaving TRUE FASHION. Lots of offers come in. I'll make sure to give you an excuse for the design leak when you go. ”

“You can't do that. Please…… ”

Miranda said, thinking about Team Leader Choi.

“The vice president doesn't want to spend money on maintaining this design studio. Have you heard of this? ”

Miranda flatters the sinful scarf, saying.

“If you could step up and take on the vice president, I would reconsider. What's the motive? ”

The calm treble dug into the ears of Team Leader Choi.

Till yesterday, my colleague Miranda, who became a rival, told me that she was going to become a puppet master from tomorrow. I can't believe she's so obsessed with fashion that she's gonna change her mind.

Despite the Vice President line's obvious isolation from domestic politics, Team Leader Choi nodded his head in order to live.

“Do it, do it. Miranda would do anything. ”

“Okay, then go. ”

Team Leader Choi went out.

Miranda looked again at the five designs that gave her paranoid fashion sense a fresh twist.

“Kang Minho... I'm so excited about the winter season. ”

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space: Miranda's studio

effect: any outfit improves to a design that is just as fashion-forward

cross object: three sets of four-year-old pens, scissors and a fashion collage in the studio

effect: It is free-spirited but allows for the creation of different trends following accurate market analysis.

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