After a while, Cristan finally returned to the main room. He needs to catch up and arranged his breath while his eyes still wandered around. Thinking of every possibility where she probably might be. Damn!!
Why is this place so big? And confusing? Like a huge maze. He repeatedly cursed and grumbled inwardly at himself. He couldn't find her anywhere. That girl called Monica has vanished. Like a ghost.
At that moment, because office hours have been started, all studios are very crowded. Lots of people were passing in and out of the area and it makes it even harder for him to find Snow or Monica. There were several dressing rooms that he had checked before, but those did not belong to Snow.
Cristan's breath wheezing because he was so exhausted after running here and there without any luck to find those girls. But then, his eyes captured a familiar figure who just passed by.
Jojo!
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Jojo was arranging the styles and look of several junior models when a hand grasped his shoulder harshly from behind.
"Ish…. Who is this??"
Feeling disturbed, Jojo immediately turned around and prepared to throw all the garbage words when his eyes landed on Cristan who now panting heavily with sweats on his forehead.
"Tch ... what's up?"
"Where's Snow?" Cristan blurted out the question in a deep serious tone while he also trying to catch his breath.
Jojo's expression slightly changed but then he looked away. Continue his job. Ignoring him.
"I don't know. And it's none of your business either." He replied curtly with a sinister tone. Unfortunately, Cristan can't be fooled easily with his words.
Suddenly, he grabbed his collar shirt and forcibly dragged him to a quieter corner. Didn't expect that he would be treated rudely, Jojo struggled to let go of himself. Unfortunately, his efforts ended up miserably.
"What do you want, Cristan!!" Jojo glared and snapped at him fiercely.
"Let me ask you again, where is Snow?" asked Cristan harshly. A serious threat can be heard from his deep sexy voice. If Jojo was a female, she probably has melted down already.
The pressure on his collar got harder and even started press on his adam's apple. Slowly, Jojo started to suffocate and losing his breath. His face flushed red due to lack of oxygen supply. Gradually, his defenses collapsed.
"There ... cough ... cough ..."
Jojo's finger then pointed to a separate room at a distance away from the crowd. Given the identity of "Snow" who must be kept secret, Jojo and Vika agree to choose the dressing room which most isolated from the main studio.
"Ok .."
Without further ado, Cristan let go of his grip and ran towards the room as soon as possible. Meanwhile, Jojo held his neck while trying to gasp his breath for a moment and followed Cristan's direction. Anticipating anything which possibly to happen. But the utmost priority was ….
Make sure Cristan won't reveal Snow's identity to anyone.
Arriving at the door, Cristan began to bang the door loudly.
"Hey….. open it!! Hurry!!!"
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Vika was just about to apply some basic makeup when she suddenly heard someone banging and screaming on the door. She jolted in panic. Arissa also was indifferent.
Spontaneously, Vika rushed in and opened the door. Seeing it was opened already, Cristan stormed in and his eyes swept over the room thoroughly. His eyes landed with the honey-brown-haired girl with the brightest baby blue eyes that he has ever seen.
Cristan was briefly stunned by the girl's innocent gaze but then, a very familiar voice called his name.
"Cristan?"
"Arissa?" Cristan called her back in disbelief.
But in the next second, Jojo suddenly entered the same room behind Cristan and immediately lock the door.
"Ok ... so what are you...."
Before Jojo finished his sentence and chased him out, Cristan raised his palm in the mid-air. Gave a verbal signal to keep him shut and no more ranting.
"Is there any girl who helped you bring the stuff before?"
Cristan described the girl in detail and Vika who still bemused of his sudden action could only say yes and nodded her head. Then, she pointed to the pile of clothes and shoes that Monica had brought earlier.
In a flash speed, Cristan's sorted out the clothes and took out his smartphone charger which, fortunately, has a double function as a wireless magnet. In a short time, some tiny nails and small needles that were scattered and hidden very carefully between the folds were pulled out. Seeing this, Jojo, Vika, and Arissa's eyes widened in great shock and disbelief as their jaws dropped onto the floor. Meanwhile, Cristan continues his work to keep sorting and remove all of these tiny dangerous objects carefully to a small plate. More or less, After a half-hour, all the nails and needles were successfully removed.
But he hasn't finished yet, Cristan glanced at Vika and asked her.
"The make-up kit. Where are they?"
Vika urgently handed over a set of makeup kits that Monica had also brought before. Cristan had a deep look at it and put the magnet closer on the top of the compact powder and the eyeshadow palettes thoroughly. And, right in front of them, powdery gray metallic was lifted and glued to the surface of the wireless charger that he is holding now. At first, it was a little but then after a while, the powders which stuck were getting thinner. Almost a half of its powdery of her makeup kits. Then after 5 minutes, Cristan managed to breathe a sigh of relief then his body fell, and sitting relaxed on the floor.
Meanwhile, Arissa and Vika could only tremble with fear after witnessing what Cristan was doing. Jojo himself was still in disbelief and stared blankly at the pile of nails and needles that were currently scattered on the floor.
If Cristan didn't come quickly and banged on the door of her dressing room, she'll be doomed by now. Her face would be severely damaged by the metal powder. And it will take time longer to be recovered or maybe it would cause a permanent effect on her beautiful face.
"Damn .. fucking damn…. I was so reckless!! Who is exactly had a grudge until she risks herself doing this crazy thing to you?!! " Jojo was fuming and outburst in fury. Jojo also had indeed heard of the "nail and needle case" before and in fact, this was often done by models or artists to get rid of rivals. Even though he has been in the entertainment world for such a long time and heard about some dirty tricks that were used to crushed someone's career but this is the first time, he saw it with his bare eyes and he experienced it by himself!! And, the victim also is his best friend!
Jojo punched the nearest wall as hard as he could to vent the anger that was boiling inside his heart now. Shit! Whoever did this dirty trick now… will pay ten thousand-fold later! And, he makes sure he will deal with this as soon as possible!!
Whilst Arissa was shivering with fear and her tears were shed uncontrollably. She was utterly shocked by what had happened before. Just as she was about to set her baby step in the entertainment world, she experienced this. Vika too. As a makeup artist, she knew what dangers of the metallic powder that Cristan had pulled of. If a model or artist has very sensitive skin, once they were touched to it, their skin will blister immediately and in the worst case, it will damage the skin layers permanently. From her brief observations, Arissa's skin type was classified as very sensitive and you can imagine the results if Vika had applied the makeup to Arissa's face.
Shortly after, Jojo's cell phone rang. He picked up the phone and answered it with a tense tone then hung it up. With a shrink shoulder and gloomy expression on his sissy face, he said.
"Snow, sorry… we don't much time right! The photographer is waiting for us now… "
Then, he glanced at Cristan with soft eyes.
"Thank you so much for your help today, Cristan…"
Arissa nodded and wiped her eyes. Even though she still feels terrified, the show must go on.
Then, she wore her platinum wig and her cocktail dress with shades of twilight. In an instant, her aura changed, she was no longer Arissa Nova but "Snow". A high-class model who was ready to get posed in front of the camera.
Before stepping out, "Snow" glanced at Cristan who was sitting on the floor. Her gazed soften a bit and smiled.
"Thank you ..." She whispered it sincerely. Her cold demeanor loosens a bit. Her facial expression was full of gratitude. Cristan was dazed and stunned by the pair of mesmerizing baby blue eyes in front of him for a moment before then, he replied with a slight nod.
"Your welcome…"
"And wish you all the best for the show.."
"Snow" gave him a smirk and came out of the dressing room followed by Vika who trailing behind her. Finally, only Jojo and Cristan were left in the room.
"Cristan…. Emmm…. I …" Jojo's face flustered in red. Embarrassed of his misperception of Cristan earlier. But now, all problems had been solved brilliantly.
"Just go. I know that you have lots of things to do. After you finished, we can talk later… "
Jojo nodded and stroked his hair before he walked out. His point of view of this jerk began to change. Things turned out, justifying someone based on their look and appearance indeed deceives his eyes. Cristan, that he thought just a crappy annoying jerk, on other hand, had another side that he never knew. A protective guardian who is willing to do anything to look after the girl he likes.
And Cristan's value in Jojo's eyes had increased by 1000 points!
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It's peaceful and quiet after they're gone.
"Snow" is Arissa.
Thinking about the fact that he just found today…
A mischievous smile curved on his lips.
Then, a plan came to his mind.
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