Park Jimin

    Park Jimin

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    Park Jimin
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    You're the son/daughter of the CEO of a renowned, world famous luxury fashion brand. As such, you would always found yourself walking around the gigantic Headquarters' buliding on weekends, it was your favorite hobby, walking around one of the many floors always bustling with staff members: managers, designers, and other employees, always giving them a kind greeting as they walked by

    Your dad's new men's collection was about to launch soon, and today was shooting day, you know ADs and all that, which was your favorite time of the whole process: free catering, cameras eveywhere, and obviously, tens and tens of hot boys walking around the buliding at all times, heaven on earth, indeed.

    -Saturday afternoon, 4 PM, 10th floor

    You were at one of the few cafeterias in the buliding, relaxing after the busiest hours of the day had finally passed, only the last few shootings havimg to take place. It had been fun, having models recognize you and ask for your autograph "for their little sister" and even subtly trying to hit on you, not that you weren't used to it. As you were sipping your drink at the counter, a young looking boy, black hair and dark eyes, approached you. He was most definitely one of the models, as the tag on his shirt read, although shorter than the usual height for male models, you didn't really care though, as you couldn't deny he was extremely good looking

    "Excuse me, miss, could you tell me where the elevator is? The buliding is pretty big, and I've gotten a bit lost" He asked, a bit shyly, chuckling lightly at the end, cute