Her eyes were as tired as hell. But it contradicting to what she intended in the first place, she felt asleep. Later second she woke in shock, but nothing in her room or her bed could endanger her. She became paranoid these days; she just afraid that someone could sneak into her room at late night.
Three cups of coffee were her routine since a week ago. She just couldn’t believe if it was over.
Until, a deliveryman ringed the dorm bell.
It was a small package delivered in the morning. There was no sender name on the small package.
What was in inside? Love letter?
There was a digital master tape and a note inside. She didn’t aware what it was in the first glance. Exactly twenty seconds later, she realized what was in her hand.
She ran into her room and played the tape in her own tape player. And it was something that she expected before. The tape was the footage, or better been called her sex tape.
Her finger pressed the stop button right away after she confirmed it. She didn’t want to watch herself being raped. The nightmares of that night flashbacked inside her mind after she watched the tape in brief.
But she couldn’t hide her exploding joy when she knew that the guy really kept his promise; her eyes showing her relieving. She always thought about the worse that could happen; the worse that the guy could do.
What about the note?
On the note, there drawn a layout of Girls’ Generation layout with some of the side got marked with red “O.” Those were locations where the guy planted his hidden camera.
Yoona got exited right away. She wanted to wrap the things out. In flash she located the entire camera marked on the note. There were fourteenth mini cameras planted in various spot.
“Yoona-ah? Didn’t you have to go to the mall?” “Mall… ah right” “For the contract, you remember?” “Araso (chuckled) I will ready soon” “Uhm… you looked so happy? What happened?” “Ah nothing (keep smiled)”
Was this really the end?
Her eyes were as tired as hell. She was sleeping by instinct. Later second she woke in shock, but nothing in that room could endanger her. Her paranoid just didn’t washed away completely; she just afraid that someone could sneak into that room and did something bad to her. But nothing happened in the VIP room.
Nobody except her on that room, what she remembered was she signed a contract to be the face of the department store and her manager asked the representative of the store to use that room so she could sleep.
She felt that she was so sleepy that day. Maybe it was because her lack of sleep. She thought it would turn better later; she thought she just had to get enough sleep later.
Yeah, she never slept as peace as what she had in previous days; “the nightmare had gone away for sure” she mumbled softly.
But something bothered her; she was not sure but it felt awry.
Was this really the end?
Her eyes were tired as hell. She slept in brief. Later second she woke in shock, but nothing in that room could endanger her. Her paranoid just still hung in her mind; she just afraid that someone could sneak into that room and did something bad to her. But nothing happened.
Leisurely she woke in dressing room, alone. She was waiting for the talk show she invited as guest to start recording.
She felt that she was so sleepy that day. Maybe it was because her lack of sleep. She thought it would turn better later; she thought she just had to get enough sleep later.
When she saw her reflection on the mirror, she found herself in mess. Her lipstick on her lips gone messy; She thought maybe she messed it as she slept.
Yeah, she never slept as peace as what she had in previous days; But something bothered her; she was not sure but it felt awry.
“What is it?” she thought.
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