◸ chapter | no. two ◿
‹ ETHEREAL › shincom's first girl group / revamped 。chapter two
of stars and unpredictability
FEBRUARY 18th, 2016
Himawari always hid her heart, preferring to not allow it to travel down onto her sleeve disturbing her decision-making process. It was the sole reason she didn’t give in to the pressure of staying at SM Entertainment. A company that disregarded her talent and merely focused on her breathtakingly exquisite features that earned her the estimated title of ‘The Prettiest Trainee in SM,’ a claim that, despondently, followed her to Shinhwa Company.
Always placing her brain on a pedestal shaped her to the person she slowly became. A person filled with a terrific emotional detachment. Enabling her from prospering in an acting career or even a functioning social life.
However, for once in her life, Himawari disregarded her brain and prioritized her heart for it was necessary.
Ethereal’s debut preparations stood on a glass window. The girls were to debut in July or perhaps early August. However, April was nearing its end yet the four girls that anxiously waited for a little clue about their debut were getting none except something Melin had genuinely loathed. A drama offer for tvN’s upcoming drama alongside Ji Chang Wook. A drama offer she was obliged to accept.
‘The K2’ was its name. It would tell the story of Kim Jeha, a former mercenary soldier for the PMC Blackstone who returns to South Korea and by chance, gets offered to work as a bodyguard for Choi Yoojin, the owner of JSS Security Company and wife of the presidential candidate, Jang Sejoon. However, a love story would also be present. Go Anna, the character Himawari was to portray, – the hidden daughter of Jang Sejoon, whose life is always threatened because of Yoojin, her stepmother – strongly relies on the person assigned to guard her, in this case, Jeha. Living a life of isolation and loneliness, Jeha protects the naïve Anna from the world, consequently, falling in love with each other. However, Jeha is torn between having to work with his ally, Yoojin, to get his revenge and protecting his new-found love, Anna, from the constant attempts of assassination.
Conversely, its cliché storyline wasn’t what bothered Himwari's weary brain but rather the consequences of appearing in a drama while debut preparations should be taking place. Consequences she wanted to look over with Eric Mun, her CEO and the person that started everything.
Pacing in front of her CEO’s office door, though, Himawari pondered the implications of her future actions. Would they postpone the preparations for Ethereal’s debut once more? Would she receive a scolding for her attitude? Would she be offered to leave Shinhwa Company if she isn’t happy? But then again, Himawari hasn’t known the feeling of happiness in a long time.
Lifelessly looking at the door in front of her, she let out a long sigh whispering to herself, “Wear your heart on your sleeve.”
“Why should you?” a soft male voice asked, “One becomes extremely vulnerable when their heart is the main key in their life.”
Himawari owlishly looked at the man that stood stagnant beside her unable to pronounce a word, “Their life is beyond irrational if their heart is the protagonist of it.” He said, his eyes not moving from the door in front of him, “Emotionally driven decisions are objectionable, whereas intelligence driven decisions are indispensable.”
“I agree,” Himawari blandly said, “However, in this case, I shall pretend I’m emotionally driven.”
The man giggled as he pointed to the door in front of him, “With Eric Mun?” she nodded, “Use your brain when speaking to him, he likes people filled with intelligence that are able to refute his arguments.”
“People filled with intelligence…” she slowly repeated, “He must like you then.”
He brought his Starbucks cup close to his pinkish and plump lips, “He likes you as well.” Taken aback with his words directed towards her intelligence rather than her beauty, a subliminal shade of peachy pink took over Himwari's cheeks, “Your body has a good head on its shoulders, use it wisely.”
“I will.” She firmly stated.
Goofily he smiled and the heels of his feet, “You didn’t tell me your name,” he said as he started getting farther from her.
“You also didn’t tell me yours.” She crossed her arms, her face stripped from any emotion.
Walking backward he tilted his head, “What do you see in the sky at night?”
“Stars,” Himawari responded a line forming between her brows, “Byeol, that’s your name.”
He nodded, “I would ask you yours, but I want to keep it a perplexity.” Himawari rolled her eyes at the boy’s attempt at flirting with her, “I also want to have a further reason to communicate with you in a distant future.”
Shaking her head, Himawari stared at the floor, “I shan’t wait for such moment and shan’t you either for it will never happen.”
Cold hands knocked on the door and opened it as soon as the male’s figure disappeared from her sight. “I have the desire to talk to you CEO-nim,” Himawari said staring at the back of his black leather chair, “It’s about current events that are blocking Ethereal’s road to a successful and well-planned debut.”
“I don’t understand how you appearing in a drama alongside illustrious actors is something uninvited.” Eric said as he spun on his chair to face Himawari, “You should be thankful, people never get handed such chance before they have debuted, let alone if they are from a small company.”
Himawari scoffed, “I never said I wasn’t thankful. I would appreciate it if you didn’t put words that I never pronounced in my mouth.”
“Something so trivial is bothering you,” Eric got up from his chair, “Jangmi did say you didn’t like unpredictable situations.”
Predictability. Something Himawari always wanted to be present in her life. From the moment her parents got divorced. From the moment she came to South Korea. From the moment she joined SM Entertainment. From the moment she left SM Entertainment. From the moment she found another company. From the moment she became a member of a four-piece girl group. Sureness that the unknown tomorrow wouldn’t stray from her expectations.
There was nothing wrong with such thought process. Or so Himawari thought.
Approaching the older man’s desk, she pointed at the sheets of paper, “Is it because a Shinhwa’s comeback is also in the wo
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