The day of the party. Y/N lay staring at the package Chaewon had sent to her desk. Not opened, it looked perfect.
I don't know what this is, and honestly, I don't give two sh*ts.
She had caught herself gazing at it quite a few times since yesterday, but never dared open it. She didn't want to. She didn't want any of this. But she didn't have a choice. She put her hands on the box slowly making her way up to the tape and ripping it off.
She folded one flap over, then the next. Only to find another layer of paper wrapped around it. She didn't care anymore. She shredded the paper apart into a hundred pieces.
It was a dress. I pretty one too. A evening gown, one with a elegant frame but a sexy curvature. The colour was pure red. She put it on and with stars in her eyes walked up to the mirror. She looked HOT.
As she checked herself out the clock behind her was seen through the mirror. She realised she only had a hour till Chaewon was going to pull up on her mess of a house and judge her immensely. So she got her makeup out and caked her face in everything she could find. It took a while but by the end of the beauty blending she looked less like a zombie and more like a human.