Inevitable Meeting (1/1)

''hey!! Kwon Jiyong! Hurry Up!!!!!'' shiiit...   ''yah! What's taking you so long!?! Hurry up!!!'' shiiiit..  ''okay! Okay!!! I'm coming! Sheeesh! I just woke up!!'' i shouted at my bestfriend, Youngbae, i opened the door and he came in.  ''hah! Jiyong, hear this, i bet you're going to be happy about this!'' he said as he hurriedly went in my apartment, still going nuts about the 'surprise' he has for me, i flopped in my bed, still sleeping as he continued on whining,  ''guess what!? Miss mai said that there's an available slot in the agency! You can enter and work on it now!'' he said, i can sense the giddiness in his voice, i guess me having a job and not going to borrow money from him anymore sounds great for him?  I sat up and said,   ''weh, are you kidding me? That fast? No way..'' something's making me uneasy...somehow, there's the feeling of pity in me but i don't even know who I pity... Aigoo...this is making me feel like a half happy person...somehow...  ''yah, stop thinking about it and let's go!'' he said as he gathered my things and instructed me to change my clothes.   At the agency building   Dara's POV  ''arrgghh.....'' I struggled as i carried a box full of things that belong to me.  ''oh my...are you having a hard time there, flat-chest?''  Sohee said, emphasizing the word 'flat-chest' really, they shouldn't go insulting people, It wouldn't surprise me any further if they find themselves tripping...from all the acidic stares and backbites they would receive from the people they treat like servants...well, I'm not really fond of backbiting but...I guess I'm just human.    So, as she continued on her string of nonsense insults towards me, I nonchalantly shrugged her off...well, being fired isn't that bad afterall...not being pushed around like a lowlife inside that agency building suddenly felt like the definition of the word 'FREEDOM' for me...well at least, not for the new person whose going to fill in my slot.    So moving on, i walked to where my model stuff was currently placed, i moved a little faster, seeing that there was a man fiddling on my things.    ''uhm, excuse me sir but that's mine...'' i trailed.   He looked up and I saw old man Jang, he's a janitor here and i can tell he's a really nice man, whenever I get too tired of what I'm experiencing, I go down from the building and look for a place to cry, he always pops up and he finds me, even though I'm really not that fond of oldies.     I guess old man Jang pretty much broke those walls that prohibit me from letting the true me out. Ah...too bad, i was fired, i guess i still can visit him once in a while.   'pak!!'    an average noise woke me up from my trance as I saw old man Jang with a fan in his hand, holding it up near my forehead, i guess that's the reaason for the average noise i heard earlier.   ''ow!'' I faked, he always makes me go back to the little girl I was before my mom died.    ''heh, that little tap? heh, it would be easy to guess that you were just feigning that, darong...'' he said, he gave me my nickname 'darong' he says that it's fit for me because it gives off a cute but independent feel. What a smart man, isn't he? Hehe..   ''i heard you were fired?'' he asked, i looked at his eyes and found them giving off a warm, happy feeling.   ''uhm, yeah, but you don't have to worry becau---'' i was cut by his next words,   ''haha.. Good for you then, i can finally relax..'' he said.   ''why?'' i asked, feeling a little confused.   ''yep, with all those bawling and complaining you did way back when you were still here,i can't help but feel happy, somehow you got yourself out of this cruel agency..'' he said, rather pleased actually. ''oh'' i said, I'm very happy, at least he's not like the other who pity and scowl at me, rather, he looked at the bright side and even congratulated me.  ''yeah! I feel so free! So alive!'' i beamed.    Jiyong's POV   ''yeah! I feel so free! So alive!'' she beamed.  ''whoa...being happy about being fired? That's the first time I heard about that.'' i whispered to Youngbae, as he was walking with me to the entrance of the building.  ''yeah, but can't blame her though, models have a tough time.'' he said.   ''yeah, knowing that you can't eat all you want, you always have to look decent, and always being pushed to do things...'' I trailed,   ''models have a tough life.'' then, just as quick as lightning, i remembered the scene when i saw....     flashback  ''why can't they be a little nicer? I'M ALREADY DOING THE BEST I CAN!'' i heard, as i turned my head to the side, I saw a girl, not too far away, crying, something makes me want to comfort her even though i don't know her. I looked at her carefully as I stopped my tracks, it was not really hard to guess that she was a model. Well, for me, i can easily notice, I'm a fashion designer after all...   After a while, She looked up and said to herself,  ''I can do this! I'll just work harder than before!'' she said cheerfully and stood up, cleaning herself in the process as the dirt from her dress was dusted away. She went back up to the building.   End of flashback    ''oh i remember!'' i said as i turned around and started going after the girl who was carrying her things, right when i was about to call her, she turned around, directly facing me, when she turned, i was already only a short distance from her when suddenly, the box full of her things flew to the air, and we were already knocked off the floor with an incredible      'BLAGG!'         ------------------------------  A/N: what!? What!? What!? Don't give me those stares, i know i know, this chapter is a little much of a cliffhanger but relax! I'll update as soon as i can? maybe? Ahehehe... OH! Before i forget, Miharu here, *bows* I'm a simple fan of YGfamily and especially, our inevitable Darooong... :) (way to make an intro lol) But anways, PLEASE TAKE CARE OF ME! =)))) Oh, p.s. sorry for the typos and a short chap...haven't got much time..<3 <3 <3-miharu:)