Shy

ELLY, MY MANAGER CAME into the fitting room and hurriedly grabbed me by my arm. I was shocked by her sudden action and the fact that she ignored that I was in the middle of getting my makeup done.

She looked at me with the look I had never seen. "Sooyun, please tell me what you had done." She said, sounded like she was playing around but she looked like she was serious.

She had me all confused. I didn't get what she was trying to tell me. I raised an eyebrow. "What had I done?" I asked her back. She sighed heavily and held both of my shoulders. "Do you know Kim, the photographer— personally? Have you known him before he works here?" She shot me with questions I didn't even know. As usual, I was clueless.

I held her hand. "Wait, I don't get what you're trying to tell me. Can't you just go straight to the point? Stop hinting."

She inhaled for some air before start explaining. "Photographer Kim," she looked into my eyes to make sure I was listening to her every word. "He's now your personal photographer." She finished her words, her pair of dark chocolate eyes were focused on me to see how I would react to that.

It wasn't something I expected. My eyes grew wide and I closed my mouth with my hand in shock. That was something outrageous, something that I'd never expect to even happen in my life; the famous photographer everyone had been crazy for is now my personal photographer.

That was insane. "What?!"

I went to the director's office to ask him about the thing Elly told me. I couldn't believe that it was true. Besides, I was just a new model with lack of experience. How could a famous photographer like him would want to be my personal photographer?

That's extremely insane. I wonder if he mistakenly chose a model.

"Mr Huang, sorry for disturbing you." I said once I got into his office. I didn't even approach him at first because I wanted to make a clarification of the matter I was handling. "I want to ask you about Photographer Kim." I mentioned, "Is he really going to be my personal photographer?" I asked right away.

I rarely take something so serious but now, I did. "I think you've made a mistake. How can a professional photographer like him wants to be my personal photographer? I'm just a rookie model. I'm still finding for experience. " I stated while looking at him who was casually playing with his pen as if there was nothing happening.

With the most chillest way, he looked down at the paper he was holding. "Your name is Bae Sooyun, right?" He asked. I was confused because he already knew my name but I still nodded my head.

"That's what written in this agreement. Kim Taehyung. A personal photographer for Bae Sooyun." He made it clear enough for me. I stood there still with full of shock and curiosity.

"But," I sighed.

"If you have any questions, you can just ask him. He's right behind you now." The director said as he pointed to the person who was standing behind me.

I turned around and saw Taehyung with a suit on. I blinked, "You—" I pointed at him. Instead of acting like he should, he just raised his brows and approached me.

"Hi."

Taehyung

As I predicted, Sooyun would be questioning why I wanted to be her personal photographer. I went to Mr Huang's office early in the morning because I knew she would be there to ask him about this matter.

I went there right in time. She was there, talking to Mr Huang very seriously as I assumed that she was surprised by the unexpected news.

When Mr Huang told her that I was standing right behind her, she turned around and her eyes met mine. She looked shocked because she didn't even realised that I was there the whole time.

"Taeh— Kim," she cleared her throat. She was more comfortable to call me Taehyung but she called me Kim instead because Mr Huang was there.

I raised my brows and looked at her whose height on my chin level. She was quite tall for an asian girl. Typical asian girl will just height between 155-165 cm but Bae Sooyun seemed a bit taller. Probably 170 to 172 cm. "What's the problem?" I crossed my arms and breathed out the air.

She blinked her eyes and her eyes started wandering around, showing that she was feeling either nervous or anxious. I sensed that she was quite uncomfortable to talk when Mr Huang was in the same room with the both of us.

"Do you want to go somewhere else to talk? We can go to the cafe nearby if you want." I suggested. "I want to grab a cup of coffee anyways. Shall we?" I added, so that she won't feel as if I was just trying to help her.

"Sure, sounds good to me." She smiled.

A few minutes ago, the girl who seemed to be anxious for some reasons is now a bit more chilled as the tense she was feeling had lessened by the change of the environment. Here, at the cafe, she felt more comfortable and confident to talk to me. Just like she did we first talk to each other.

Acting casual, I sipped on the hot Americano coffee that I ordered a few minutes ago before asking her, "What are you curious about?"

Judging from her reaction, I knew that she was glad that I asked her first. She clearly seemed like she didn't know how to start a conversation. She leaned closer to the table so that she'd have a nice sitting posture. Being a model, sitting posture is important to her. "Well, Taehy—" she was hesitant to call me Taehyung, just like she did in Mr Huang's office.

I smiled in calm. "I don't mind if you call me Taehyung. Call me anything you want. I really don't mind." I informed her.

She chuckled softly. "Well, if you said so." She shrugged, "I'm curious, why did you offer yourself to be my personal photographer?" she marked.

"I'm just a rookie, you're a professional. Why you didn't pick any other models that have way more experience than me?" She was very curious and interested to know.

I just stared at her for the first few seconds. I found myself admiring her beauty features. Such an amazing beauty. God surely spent His time while doing her. A girl like her should had just be an idol instead of a model. She deserves more attention.

I tapped on the table to play it cool. "Art isn't about experience. It's about beauty. " I stated shortly. It may not answer her question.

She scoffed softly. "Beauty? I'm not even that pretty. There's plenty of girls that are prettier than me." She denied.

I just listened to her and let her finish. "Everyone has different perspectives. Beauty is something common. We can find beauty in everything and it doesn't need to be pretty. But it has to be unique." I explained.

"Unique?" She mumbled as she looked at herself, thinking about where the hell of the part of her body that I say unique. "But I'm just a normal person with nothing rare nor special. I don't get what you're trying to say."

I knew that she'd say something like that. But I was calmed to answer her. "Not everyone is given the ability to see the beauty in everything. Let me give you an example," I said and looked around the cafe and spotted a dog. "Do you see that dog?" I asked her and she nodded in response. "It's black poodle dog." I told her the details of the dog.

"Not everyone loves black. Some of them believe that black animals bring bad luck to them meanwhile some of them believe that it was just a stupid rumours. Certain people think that black is a nice colour. It's elegant, classic and simple. But not all of us think that way. Few people love big dogs like German Shepherds and Bulldogs, but some love small dogs like Pomeranians and Corgis. We all have different tastes in everything." I said and finally looked back at her who was concentrating on my so-called speech.

"The similarity of the situation with our situation now is, you may think you're normal and not that pretty. But to me, you're beautiful. You're the perfect example of my definition of beauty. You may think I'm crazy or— out of my mind. But I'm telling you the truth. I've never been like this before. Trust me when I say this because I take my words seriously." I asserted.

With those things being said, she finally had nothing to say or argue with me. Instead, I could see her face slowly getting red, showing that she was shy with the compliments I gave her.

Shy girl.

I decided to send her home and fortunately, she agreed. My assistant had been calling me several times but I ignored his calls because I wanted to enjoy the moment with her.

Yes, it was weird because I just know her and I felt so attracted and comfortable around her. I felt like I didn't even want to be away from her. The feeling of being around her is making me to feel as if I was in peace.

When we reached her house, I pulled up the brake and looked at her main door where her assistant was already waiting for her. "That's your assistant, right?" I asked her.

She nodded, "Yeap. The company provides me with an assistant to make my job easier. It feels quite awkward to have an assistant since I'm just a new model. But I appreciate the company's kindness towards me." She told me, following with a sweet smile after.

"Well," I breathed. "You deserve an assistant because you're going to be famous one day. Believe me. So, enjoy your free time when you still have it."

Anyone would be shocked, surprised and confused if someone suddenly said something like that. Just like Sooyun. She seemed so confused by the thing I just said but she just played it cool. "Well, that's such a good motivation. Thank you." She got off from my vehicle. "Thanks for the ride, Taehyung. See you tomorrow."

"Goodb—"

"See you tomorrow." I said before she could finish her sentence and drove away.

Sooyun

I waved to him as he drove away.

"Ms. Sooyun," I felt Elly's hand was already laid on my shoulder. "I think, you owe me an explanation." She said while gently rubbing my bare shoulder.

I slowly turned around just to see her straight face. "So Ms Bae Sooyun, is he actually your friend or— ex boyfriend?"

That was what I heard before I started choking on my own saliva.

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[A/N]

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, more drama is waiting you in the future. Geez.