seoul spring solo
thing’s were going well for her.
really well if she thought about. today, she would walk her first runway show. ( even if it was just at a festival, the chance was great. ) she had gig’s lined up, which was something she found herself really being happy about. the deal with hera was about to end and she wanted to be able to back up a contract renewal. or at least being able to her name out there to other brands. if she could build her variety career then she could build her fashion one. even switching it around, things were lining up just the way she wanted.
and now she had to bring herself back to the present.
it was almost pure chaos around her and jiyoo was being shoved into a dress. the first of a few outfits. changing had to be fast and soon enough it was her turn. the student in charge of the design gave her one more once over before sending her out.
and jiyoo was prepared.
if nothing else, she would have fun with his. in a matter of seconds jiyoo found herself walking. even if she was staring straight ahead, everything was being taken in. the flashes of the camera and the crowd watching them. it had to be taken in. in a few moments she was back behind the stage and changing into a new outfit. for the most part all she had to do was let herself be pulled around. or having her face prodded while the makeup artist worked on it. it was hard and it hurt a little ( just a little. ) but it was worth it, she was able to try something new and exciting. ( it was also something she would learn to quickly get used too. )
it happened a few times, until it was time for the final walk with all of the models. and jiyoo could confirm she was beyond tired when it was over. ( not that anyone asked, so much was still being done that she did her bows and went away. ) the runway was fun but she felt for the models who did it daily. it took a toll and it took until now for her to realize. if hadn’t been for the fact that she was an already energetic person, this would’ve been the end of her.