[ LIE IN EUPHORIA ] + p.jm

DREAM (?)

" So? What's my job in all this? "

" The usual. Just be more careful this time. We need her. She is the last step in completing the final plan. "

The man nodded. " Is Mihyuk aware? "

" Of course. Would I be on the phone with you right now otherwise?"

The man at the other end of the phone sighed before a high-pitched voice menaced, " You better behave this time. I don't want to clean up your mess again! "

The man smirked, " I can't promise anything- "

" If you do, Jino and I will not hesitate to deliver every single dirty secret you hold to Mihyuk. "

" Harsh, but fine, I will try."

" You will need more than that. " Threatened Amelia, to which he grumbled an okay.

The woman sighed in relief.

" Anyways, be careful, N°4742. We will call if needed. "

The man hummed before ending the call. He sat near the edge of his window as he proceeded to stare at the street again.

The opposite side of the city exuded a contrasting energy as the room buzzed with the sound of cameras flashing and clicking and excited voices filling the air.

" Yeah, that's right, Ms Do. Your hand on your hip, and your eyes on the side. " Clicking sound. " Look at the floor. " Clicking. " Yeah, perfect. " Clicking. " Move your hair a bit. Yeah, like that. " Clicking.

" It looks great. Why don't you take a look? "

The young woman stepped toward the photographer.

Her eyes shifted on the screen as they swiped to the following picture. Finally, her eyes relaxed, and a smile crept on her lips. " I like them, " she nodded. " As expected of Mr Kim Boosung, " she declared.

" Well, we have Ms Do Nari. Our nation's beautiful anchorwoman. "

The young woman shily flipped her hair and thanked the staff.

" It's only because I have many competent people around me. "

They all laughed and resumed back to their work.

" Ah, I'm beaten. " Her back finally hit the car seat. Her manager thanked her for the excellent work and gave her a cup of coffee latte.

Being a people pleasure sure requires a lot of work, she thought as she sipped into her coffee.

" What's is next on my schedule? "

" You have a two-hour break and two hours of volunteer work at the Center with hybrids. " Replied her manager.

The woman nodded. " Then, can you drive me to our usual spot? "

" I'm afraid at this time it might be crowded with people..." he replied, his voice tinged with concern. He observed her reaction in the reflection of the retro visor, the sunlight casting a warm glow on her face.

She sighed. " Then just near a parc. I need some air. "

The man nodded and turned on the car.

The woman closed her eyes for a bit before she glanced outside. She watched people go about their lives. Some seemed happier than others. Each held a different expression, apparent at what part of their lives they were in.

Then, as the car stopped at a red light, her eyes landed on a different sight—a sight she should have been used to but never could.

A stray hybrid sat against a wall, begging for a penny.