>>Amber
Amongst all my misery, I hadn’t expected to get a job so quickly. And yet, here I was, grabbing my bag and heading down the stairs to et with soone about a position. I paused in the lounge, where my little brother, Ron, was sprawled out on the couch, flipping through his phone without a care in the world. When he saw , he glanced up, raising a hand in a lazy wave.
"Yo," He said casually. "Good luck."
I narrowed my eyes, already suspicious. "What did you do, Ron?" I asked, knowing full well that he had sothing to do with landing this job in the first place.
He smirked and shrugged, as if it were no big deal. "A friend of mine told about a job opening, so I sent in your CV. You’re welco."
I sighed, rubbing my temples. " Seriously?"
He sat up a little, still grinning. "Co on, the pay’s good. Besides, you’re the one who said you needed a job as soon as possible. This is as fast as it gets."
I couldn’t argue with that. Still, the idea was a bit overwhelming, especially because I hadn’t even been told what position I would be working at. Ron told he didn’t know either and that when I get to the office they’ll tell .
I rolled my eyes at him. "Yeah, thanks, I guess." With that, I slung my bag over my shoulder and headed out the door, bracing myself for whatever was ahead.
The walk to the office felt longer than it should have. My thoughts kept swirling around the fact that I was about to start sothing I wasn’t entirely sure I was ready for.
When I arrived,
My breath caught in my throat as I stared up at the enormous building towering above .
!?!?!
I blinked at it in confusion. The sleek glass windows reflected the sky, and the structure seed to go on forever.
No...
I had my doubts
This was where I was supposed to work? My mouth hung open for a mont before I quickly pulled out my phone to double-check the address.
No mistake. It was the right place.
My heart raced as I stood there, staring at the massive building, feeling smaller by the second. How in the world did I get a job here? I could hardly believe it. The place looked like it belonged to a Fortune 500 company, not sowhere that would be interested in . I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried to push down the rising anxiety.
There was no turning back now. I needed a job, if this really was it, then jackpot I guess!
I steeled myself and walked inside, stepping into the lobby. Everything was pristine—marble floors, high ceilings, soft lighting. It felt almost unreal, like I had accidentally walked into a high-end hotel instead of a workplace. My nerves buzzed as I approached the front desk, trying to look like I belonged, even though I felt completely out of place.
Before I could even introduce myself, a staff mber spotted and rushed over, her smile bright and welcoming. "Ah! You must be the new manager!" She said, "Amber right!?" It was almost as if she’d been waiting for .
I blinked. "Uh, yeah... I guess?"
She didn’t waste a second, grabbing my arm with excitent. "Great! Follow , I’ll take you to him." She spoke quickly, as if there was no ti to lose, and before I knew it, she was leading towards the elevators.
But, wait, did she say manager?
Manager. The word hung in the air between us as we rode the elevator up. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I’m going to be a manager? It didn’t seem real. The word "manager" kept repeating in my head, growing heavier each ti. I didn’t know what to expect, but I hoped it wasn’t as intimidating as it sounded.
I wasn’t sure how I had gotten myself into this, or why anyone would think I was capable of managing anything. Anxiety swirled in my stomach as I stared at the glowing floor numbers, trying to wrap my head around the situation.
What if I couldn’t do this? What if I failed miserably? Damn, I’m a cafe girl, I’m not ant to be in high stress places like these!!
By the ti the elevator doors opened, I was practically drowning in doubt. But there was no backing out now. The staff mber led down a polished hallway, chatting away, but I barely heard her. My nerves were too loud, my mind too busy imagining worst-case scenarios.
We reached a door, and she opened it with a flourish. "Hey! Your manager is here!!" She gestured for to step inside while she was in the room, looking at soone with a bright smile, "She’s a punctual person, looks like you’ll get along!" She gestured to again, this ti looking at .
Taking a deep breath, I walked in. But the mont I stepped through the door, my heart stopped.
The room wasn’t what I expected at all. It was a makeup room, fully equipped with vanity mirrors, lights, and an array of costics laid out on the counters. But it wasn’t the makeup room that made my world flip upside down.
Sitting in front of one of the mirrors, surrounded by a team of stylists, was none other than a very famous celebrity—one everyone had only ever seen on TV and magazines. My eyes went wide, my mouth going dry.
I’m... managing him?!
My entire body froze. My mind struggled to process what I was seeing, but nothing made sense. This couldn’t be real. But as the staff mber bead at and the celebrity looked up, smiling faintly, I realized it was real.
"Hael..." I whispered but my voice wasn’t audible. He was getting his hair done.
"Amber," He called my na as he looked at , my CV in his hand as he went through it, "Right?" He doubled glanced at my picture of the CV and it made panic
Ah! Why is he looking at that! I flushed. That’s such as ugly picture of !!! My face is bloated and my eyes are red! I look high!!
"Yes!" I replied to him, hoping he would stop staring at my picture but he wasn’t taking his eyes off of that ugly thing, "Um..." I started when he let out a subtle chuckle while staring at my ugly picture
!!!!!!!!!
It made my cheeks burn bright red
I balled my fists and looked away.
God! Kill ! I don’t want to live this life!!
Suddenly soone placed their hand on , scaring the shit out of . I jumped, then looked to my side. It was the female staff mber who brought here, "Hael has a photoshoot here in the building, so it won’t be too much for you too." She patted my back, "Just keep him company and introduce yourself to everyone there."
The heat in my face began to die down, "Yes," I nodded.
"Good," She smiled, "I’ll get going then." She then walked out of the room and I turned to look at Hael again. He had his eyes closed as the makeup artist did so final touches on his face.
...
I stared at him softly while I felt a hollow space in my heart.
So, I’ll be managing Hael....
I looked down
This is going to be hard...
***
"Amazing!!" Sets of lights, green background and floor, "Give a pose with closed eyes!" The cara man said as he clicked the pictures of Hael who stood in front of the green screen. It was an industrial space with high ceilings that stretched far above . The sound of footsteps and hushed conversations echoed faintly against the tal rafters, giving the entire place a sense of open grandeur. Sets of large, circular studio lights were positioned all around, casting a soft, even glow across the area
"Staff, bring his back open shirt!" His voice echoed off the walls as he clicked away, capturing each mont. I was standing far away from him and the cara and lighting staff, staring at him as he posed for his pictures. My heart rate was slightly elevated.
I watched as he changed his clothes and posed again. Hael had a good figure but the directors seem to know where his beauty lied and they made him wear stuff that would make his fans swoon even more.
"Bring the chair, and the white cloth!!" He sat to pose for his pictures. The way the white was draped over him and the way the pictures were taken were heavy for . I stood in the shadows, craving him but unable to approach as he stood in the brightest corner of the room
"Bring the cigarette and wine!" The staff was running everywhere, "Bring the table!"
I never thought a photoshoot would be this hectic but By God, every concept that was being set, Hael was doing an outstanding job as a model.
The sound of shutter and light flashes didn’t seem to bother . I couldn’t take my eyes off of him.
"Bring the elf ears! And all the accessories!! Where are his thed clothes?!"
There was even a concept of elf pictures. He got prosthetic ears that were easily wearable with silver accessories on them. It got my mind to go back to the ti where we were married again.
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