《hope not, blackpink》﹐𝒊. 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖻𝗎𝗍 ¹
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"Mila son?" I hear a deep voice calling. My head shot up. "Yes?" I answered the annoyed looking man in front of me. "I want to talk to you in my office." I stood up nodding my head while bowing.
"What does he want?"
"Did I do something wrong?"
My anxiety raised as I was overthinking while walking behind my boss.
"Am I going to debut?"
That's the last thought in my head before I sat down and listened to it the old man in front of me.
"So as you know you've been in this company a long time", "6 years to be exact" i thought in my head, "I think it's time to let you debut."
And as these words left his mouth my eyes widened. My jaw fell down because of how shocked I was.
"I'm going to debut?"
"I'm going to debut!"
My eyes swelled up with tears as I looked at my boss. He sent me a small smile.
"Thank you so much pd-nim" I bowed about a hundred times before sitting back down.
"But you will not debut as a soloist." I looked up confused almost written on my face. "What do you mean?" I asked sounding confused. "You will debut in a group. The group will be called BLACKPINK and you guys will debut in this year."
"This year?"
"Group?"
"Not soloist?"
"How?"
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I'm in my small dorm right now thinking about what my boss said.
"You will debut in a group this year. I will introduce you to them tomorrow at 11 am. Be in time." I kept repeating his words in my head.
I looked at the clock. 9:43 pm. Should I go out eat something? Or should I practice?
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I will go with eating!
I stood up from my bed and went up to my wardrobe to pick some clothes to go out. Its cold I should wear a hoodie. Maybe even a jacket? A cap? And a mask? Gloves? And a scarf? "Argh" I screamed being frustrated about clothes. I will just go with my favourite hoodie.
After I put on my clothes I went to do my hair and put on my shoes.
I walked out breathing in the cold air as I walked to the nearest cafe possible.
I looked up at the sky. The stars were shining. The moon was glowing and it all looked like a whole new world to me. You could see constellations. And if you look closer you could even see a shooting star. The night sky was really beautiful. It was so mesmerising and aesthetic.
I was walking down the street almost at the cafe. It looked just like every other cafe. It had white walls, tables and chairs outside and many light inside. But it was my favourite because when you sit inside you could see all the people walking by the cafe, talking to each other and laughing. It was nice to see people happy in this cruel world.
"What can I get you?" The cashier asked me. "A hot chocolate and a choco mousse cake, please." I ordered looking at the boy in front of me. He looked like an idol his pitch black hair parted in the middle, his eyes looking like a crescent moon when he's smiling and his facial features glowing like the moon in the night sky.
"That would be 7,89 $." I gave him the money before going to a table to sit down and looked around the cafe. It had many plants and a chimney with fire burning in it. The atmosphere was nice. It smelled like coffee and caramel. The dim lights make it look warm in here. The tables are a dark shade of brown and the chairs are completely white with a black pillow on it. A small plant was on every table to make it look comfy.
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[8:40 pm, 653 words]
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