I was adrift, shattered from the inside out. Deciding to go home, I somehow managed to stand. The tears dried, but the pain burned in my eyes, a silent scream of what I’d endured.
Most had already left for the night; it was late, and I walked, unable to think beyond the immediate ache.
It was 1 a.m. when I reached home, flicking on the lights for a moment before plunging them back into darkness. Then, I went to the balcony and considered leaping.
Suddenly, a flash of my past flooded my mind, the height, the dream, the brand I’d built. “I really can’t… I can’t do this… I can’t let it end like this. I will fight. I will…”
“I will… All of this… all of this happened because of Kim Taehyung. I hate you, Kim Taehyung!” I shouted, the words ripped from my throat.
“I’ll resign tomorrow. I don’t even want to see his face.”
The last two days had been sleepless, and I hadn't gone to the office. There was no work for me there anymore.
Meanwhile, Taehyung walked from a room, Jimin saw him and hugged him saying, "Taehyung thank you. I never thought you will gift me such a wonderful and precious gift. I really loved it."
Taehyung was speechless and he just smiled at him.
October 13th. Jimin’s birthday.
I wasn’t there. It was a significant day for Jimin and BTS. RM remarked, "Where is Amle? I haven't seen her for days."
Suga agreed, "Yeah, me neither."
Jungkook chimed in, "Are you missing her, Suga? She really likes you!"
Suga waved it off. “She’s a good friend of ours.”
Taehyung’s thoughts drifted. “Did she resign? I haven’t seen her since that time.”
Hae-won came to my house. We were friends now, though she’d never explained why she’d screamed at me that day. (She was the girl who’d accused me of stealing her ring.)
She rang the bell, and when I opened the door, she asked, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, come in,” I said.
Hae-won said, "Why didn't you come to office? It was really something important for me to tell you and I think you will help me out. We are friends right? You are the one who used to say 'Anything for friends'."
“What happened? Is everything alright?”
“First, you have to promise me you’ll help me. Please, please!”
“Just say it first!”
“I will say, first you need to promise… please promise me that you will help me please please!”
(She continually requested I promise. I was forced to say, “Okay, I’ll help you.”)
“My dad really wants me to go to the village because he doesn’t want me to do this job!”
“Then…?”
“He wants me to resign!”
“So you want me to talk to him?”
“No, he won’t listen to you.”
“Then…?”
“My uncle will come after three months, and he’ll explain everything to my dad. And I’m sure he’ll understand.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“I don’t think Big Hit will give me leave for three months. I'm a makeup artist, and if I went to leave they will fire me.”
“Shall I talk to Noona?”
“No, I talked with her. She said if I arrange someone for my place and if she leaves after I come then there is no problem.”
“What in such a short time will you get an artist who will leave job after you came? It’s impossible!”
“Yes, I know. But you can help me.”
“How? I don’t know anyone here much…”
“If you would help me to work also as a makeup artist. After dress selection you don’t have any work and your makeup hand is perfect, please help me friend, you promised me.”
I felt a wave of dizziness. (I was about to resign, but now fate was playing tricks on me.)
Hae-won: “Amle.”
“Hmmm… but how can I? Please try to understand… We will find someone else. How can I?”
“None will be ready.” (She started crying.)
“But…?”
“You Promised Me!!”
“Okay… thank you, Amle. I really got a true friend. I am going to my village today.”
“Please don’t say like that. I’ll help you, but please come back soon.”
I couldn’t say no; I’d given my word.
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