The photoshoot had just entered a short break.

Thinking I should head to the restroom, I left the set and walked down the hallway, which seemed unusually crowded at the far end.

Driven by curiosity, I glanced over to see a commercial shoot in full swing.

MOON.

A famous idol I had only ever seen on TV was right before my eyes.

I marveled silently to myself.

As a rookie model who had just started working, it was simply a fascinating sight. Fearing it would be rude to stare for too long, I quickly looked away and headed toward the restroom.

On my way back to the set after finishing my business.

The moment I turned the corner of the hallway, I ran straight into someone.

It was Kwon Yul.

I thought he would just pass by, but he stopped in his tracks.

His gaze swept over my face and then dropped down to the clothes I was wearing.

Ah.

Come to think of it, I was still in my shooting attire.

Multiple layers of flashy accessories hung around my neck, and my clothes were a complex mix of intense colors. While it might look cool as a pictorial concept, to someone who knows nothing about fashion, it probably looked like I had just thrown on whatever was lying around.

Kwon Yul chuckled briefly, seemingly mistaking me for a foreigner.

And then, thinking I wouldn't understand him, he spat out a blatant insult mixed with a sneer.

🎵 Block B - HER