Chapter #5A memorable meeting by: Aayla   As boring and soul-sucking as your job usually was, it did have occasional highlights. After spending the past three or so months filming a new Korean Drama, your manager had informed you of your next project. Your company had been hired to do the shooting for (G)I-dles new music video, a girl group with which you were absolutely enamored. Back at home your bedroom was adorned with posters, shelves littered with their albums, you were quite a big fan to say the very least. Having also had the privilege of seeing them live twice so far, you were already fully aware of just how captivating and beautiful the girls were in person. The most beautiful of all of them, in your eyes at least, was none other than Cho Miyeon. A woman who quite literally looked like living, walking perfection. At the last concert you'd visited, you could have sworn she'd winked at you in the crowd, that thought alone had kept you going day by day ever since.
The first day of the shooting went even better than you could've imagined. Kindly, your manager had arranged for you and a couple of other employees to meet the girls for a couple of minutes, allowing you to get autographs and exchange a few words. It even seemed like Miyeon recognized you, at least that's what you forced yourself to believe. The actual shooting went by in a flash, hours of doing your best to subtly stare at the gorgeous girls as stealthily as possible condensed down into what felt like seconds. Just when you thought life couldn't get any better, the second day of shooting rolled around. Your manager had informed you that you and your colleagues were each going to record solo scenes for (G)I-dles music video, with each of you being assigned to a girl, and as luck would have it, or your manager had noticed the sheer amount of obsessed staring you'd barely hidden yesterday, you were assigned to film none other than Miyeon herself.
The set itself was nothing short of magnificent. It was some kind of fancy, ornate looking bedroom that must've been far too expensive to recreate. In the centre of the room was a massive, king-sized bed that looked appropriately regal, dressed with soft, silky purple sheets and four bedposts that rose to the ceiling like majestic pillars. Fascinated enough by the scene you returned to fixing up your camera, flicking switches and getting the focus absolutely perfect.
"Hey"
Leaping out of your skin you span around to find the source of the soft, delicate voice gracing your ears. Freezing on the spot, the only thing you could manage was a curt nod in Miyeon's general direction as she smiled at you, quickly taking her place atop the fancy bed. Now, alone in a room with the idol of your dreams, you could feel your heart beating out of your chest as your nerves began to build up. Bursts of tingling appearing in ever part of your body, getting stronger and stronger... By the time you realized that the sensation wasn't just nerves, it was too late to scream, everything faded to black.
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM...
"Sir? Where'd you go?" As if you were recovering from the worst hangover of your life, you opened your eyes and got to your feet, groaning as every muscle in your body fought against you. It took a minute for your throbbing head to remember exactly what it was you were supposed to be doing, but when you did, you quickly turned to apologise to Miyeon.
BOOM
You were harshly smacked into the ground by a rolling wave of air. Getting to your feet you found yourself face to face with an enormous, expensive, black high heel, housing the biggest foot you'd ever seen in your life.
"Where is he.." The soft voice echoed around you. One glance to the sky was enough to make you realize your predicament. You had shrunk. You had been completely and utterly reduced down to the size of a mere bug. Staring up at the woman who filled your dreams, you could see every single one of her flawless features at their ridiculous size. You'd never felt more in your place than you did right now, cowering at the heel of a genuine goddess, powerful enough to end your existence with a mere twitch of her foot.
"I'm finding the manager.." Miyeon sighed in frustration. With only seconds to decide on your next action, you leaped forward, latching on to the side of her heel as it began flying through the air with a ridiculous speed. You were dragged all around the building holding on for dear life as Miyeon tried to sort out her filming issue, eventually being told to come back tomorrow. For the car ride home you'd manage to pull yourself up, sitting yourself comfortably beside Miyeon's foot with what little space was left on the edge of her heel. It was getting more and more difficult not to reach out and touch her soft, pale skin, a part of you even considered worming your way under her foot, acting as some kind of living insole. For now at least you managed to control yourself, after all, if she felt something it could very quickly mean the end of your little "life." Not long after you found yourself in Miyeon's bedroom, with her discarding her footwear by the door, leaving you all alone perched on her heel.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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