The next morning, Evelyn leaned against the window and gazed outside. Falling cherry blossoms drifted through the gaps in the blinds, casting a pink glow across her eyes.
"Eve!"
The girl's morning call made Evelyn's heart flutter.
Following the voice, she saw Astra Yao rush barefoot from the dressing room. Astra slipped her arms around Evelyn's neck and rested her chin on her shoulder.
"What are you looking at, Evelyn? Didn't you promise to help me pick a hair clip?"
"Miss, you'll catch cold. Put on some shoes. How many times have I told you?"
Belle: Griseo, you're sneaking in your own preferences, aren't you!
Griseo: Belle, what are you talking about? Griseo doesn't understand.
Belle: Griseo, no walking on the floor in slippers!
Evelyn tried to scold Astra Yao with a stern face, but the beauty in her arms nuzzled away every shred of her resolve. Astra clung to her like a koala, and Evelyn could only let herself be dragged all the way to the makeup room.
Six months earlier, when Evelyn had first accepted the assignment,
the file in the envelope had listed more than ten rumored lovers for TOPS's Number One Songstress. The reality, however, was that the star had absolutely no ability to look after herself.
"Eve, should I choose the pearl one or the crystal one?" Astra Yao held up two hair clips and leaned close to Evelyn. After a moment's hesitation, Evelyn pointed to the one on the left.
"Eve, why are you blushing?"
"Miss, you're too close!"
A makeup mirror nearby reflected their overlapping figures.
Evelyn's striped shirt had been rubbed into wrinkles, while Astra Yao's long, pale legs swayed as they hooked around her waist, clad in leather pants.
Astra Yao's eyes sparkled as though she had secretly drunk