"I need you to go instead of me."

That's what she said.

This bitch?Really? And that's when I laughed. I laughed so hard.

"It's not funny! I am serious", she spoke in a taunting-daunting voice.

" Yes yes sure and I am also drowning my paints in the Han river", and I laughed harder as I spoke.

" Sisi listen to me, I will lose my job. Big hit only allows trusted- " , she spoke in a serious tone.

" No you listen to me. Miss Lee fucking Sasha, I am not going anywhere! I have my art classes and I need to do my job so that i can stay independently and even pay my rent which on top of everything is not possible if I leave and pretend to be you.",I took a short pause and continued, "Because you will be bedridden with your 'nice' savings account and wouldn't pretend to be me or do my job!", I almost rapped.

"What if I pay your rent for the rest of the year?", she questioned me.

"But I still have my tuition fee and I don't want to repeat a whole academic year of my art class." I argued.

"Yah, I'll take care of it all. You'll pass and since I have fracture and I'm pretending to be you....I don't think they will ask for you. You already have good enough grades to pass. As far as your bonus points are concerned..burn the midnight oil, you leave over morrow. Oh!wait or I could just call mom", She spoke.

She took me by surprise when she said that.

Well talking to our mom is another name for torture. Because whenever we called her..she would just set us up into her meetings.Not normal meetings,but the ones with matrimonial needs. Maybe just because we both are 24 doesn't mean we have to get married right away and support her business or act like someone's fiance just for the sake of a a mere business relationship.

Hence, we both moved out. Our dad is super busy but despite that he meets us once a month. Se both have monthly goals to accomplish if we want to live the way we are living right now, i.e. independently.

So basically calling mom would mean that I am stuck, since Sasha is bedridden. So even if I say no to her meetings, she will cast me into her brand ads. And that would be just against my art.

And just another piece of information...I was a child actor. I did many ads because of my mom and turely acting is still my cup of tea but art is my love and I won't ever leave it.

Now that left me no choice but to leave for the tour. Since I love art too much, staying up at night to finish 4 paintings wont be a challenge.

Wait wait wait.

I have to pretend to be her so I have to also work like her!

What the hell I am not a makeup artist?!

"Well you are really gonna lose your job", I spoke with a short laugh.

"And I will call-"

"No not because I wont go but becuase I will never be able to do their makeup",I spoke.

"Sisi we share the same genes...we both are artists. You paint canvases, I paint humans. Don't worry about it.I'll keep you updated on which style is to be done on which member and when. Also you will be rooming with Jiya unnie. She is the hairstylist. Remember her?",her words brought back flashbacks.

Something that still scared me and indeed one of the reasons why I didn't want to go instead of her.

So what actually happened was that once BTS had their concert in Seoul and I begged Sasha to let me pretend to be her backstage. Well I did have to blackmail her a bit just like she did.

And we were caught while we were talking by Jiya unnie. But since Sasha was very close with her, she kept our secret.

Well the details of what went wrong are for another day.

"Yeah I remember her", I said nonchalantly.

"Well then you can practice with her. And most of it is like doing basic makeup unless they have a photoshoot. And by basic I mean the amount you put on everyday.", she gave me a wink on the last line.

Well that is because I hardly put any makeup. Luckily my skin was good enough to go without it.

"And what if they have photoshoots?",I had to ask so I did.

"They do have 2 for now but more might be added later.", she said.

What the hell! Was she serious?

I gave her a look.

"Don't worry sisi. You will be fine. And if you look at it another way..you have nothing to lose. I am paying for all your expenses. I might lose my job but I know even that wont happen..unless I cancel my departure at the last minute. ", she told me.

It was the truth. Whatever happens,I won't lose anything.

I owe her at least this much. So I decided to go.

"Alright I will go instead of you. But you need to tell me about how to behave with each member and other staffs. Wait what about packing? What should I pack? And you need to inform Jiya unnie too-

"You are rambling again. Calm tf down.",she cut my rambling.

" I will mail you all the schedule details. We will be exchanging phones so we should sync our contacts. You will take my luggage which is almost packed. And right now, sit down so I can explain how you need to behave.", she said as she pulled my arm to make me sit down on the chair nearby.

Damn it was going to be the longest class ever of my life.

And indeed it was.

The day BTS left for tour...

The sun was bright but unfortunately I couldn't say the same for my life.

I hadn't slept properly for both nights because I was working on my paintings. It was indeed a relief that they were finished.

The whole make up team was checking in at the airport along with the other staff members.

I was rather tired and felt like I'll faint.

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