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need testing in the studio but I’d put
my mortgage, if I hadn’t paid it off already, on it sounding just
great. Looks-wise, and may I say, you do look very nice tonight,
you’ll need to make the adjustments I suggested in order to fit in
with the rest of the group. All the group members need to look like
cover models.”
    Krystal broke
her fake smile.
    “If you were
to follow my plan, I could make you a very famous girl - before you
tell me what you think let’s have another drink.” said Manger Oh,
picking up an unopened bottle of soju and unscrewing the cap.
    Krystal was
starting to feel very tipsy.
    “I don’t think
I can have any more,” she said.
    “Come on
Krystal, one more; you’ll have to get used to drinking if you’re
going to get anywhere in this industry. Now - hold your glass with
two hands.”
    Krystal
reluctantly cupped her glass and Manager Oh poured her a full glass
of paint stripper.
    “Now, pour me
one,” he said, holding out his glass.
    Krystal’s
hands shook as she poured his drink.
    “Kombae!”
shouted Manager Oh, downing his shot.
    Krystal
followed suit, wincing as she swallowed.
    “So - what do
you think of my proposition?” said Manager Oh, with a possessed
look in his eyes.
    Krystal stared
down at her dress and took a deep breath before plucking up the
courage to speak.
    “I would love
to work with you, sir; you’re an industry legend and I know you
have great connections. I… I… don’t mind losing a bit of weight and
wearing contacts but I don’t like the idea of having surgery - is
that really necessary?”
    Manager Oh
leaned in closer; so close that Krystal could feel his breath on
her cheeks.
    “Let me tell
you something; one of the most important lessons I can teach you is
that if you want to get anywhere in this industry, you have to be
prepared to do things you don’t necessarily want to do,” he said,
gliding his hand onto Krystal’s thigh and giving it a sharp
squeeze.
    Krystal froze
– what on earth was happening? She struggled to get his hand off
her thigh for a couple of seconds before screaming.
    “Get off
me!”
    Mr Kim, Mr Kim
2 and Mr Kim 3 all turned to look at them.
    “You stupid
girl - do you know what you’ve just done?” yelled Manager Oh,
fuming with rage. “You’ve just made the biggest mistake of your
life. I’ll see to it that you never, ever, get a contract with
anyone in Korea. Mark my words, you’re now blacklisted! Get the
hell out of here!”
    Before Manager
Oh could say anymore, Krystal leapt up, ran through the rat’s maze
and out into the open. She kicked off her heels and bolted down the
street, leaving a trail of bystanders looking at her is if she was
a mad woman.
    After about
two minutes of sprinting, Krystal ran out of breath and sat down on
some steps outside the entrance to a bank. Her head was spinning;
all she wanted to do was lie down but she knew she had to get to a
bed. She couldn’t go home as she’d told her dad that she was
staying at Rebecca’s house. It suddenly dawned on her; she’d have
to call Rebecca.
    Krystal fished
about in her bag and eventually managed to make the call.
    “Hello? Becs?
I really need your help – I think I’m drunk.”
    “What? What’s
going on Krystal?” said Rebecca, anxiously.
    “The meeting
went horribly, I’ll explain later but you have to come and find me
now,” said Krystal, slurring as she spoke.
    “Where are
you, darling?” said Rebecca.
    “I don’t know;
I can’t be too far from the club. Can I meet you back at the
station? Exit 12?”
    “Of course,
I’ll come as soon as possible. There’s a Buy the Way at exit 12; go
in there and get yourself something to eat and drink. Stay there
and I’ll come and get you as soon as I can. Okay?”
    “Yes, thank
you.”
    And with that
Krystal forced herself up off the step and stumbled all the way
back to the subway station. She went straight into Buy the Way,
bought herself a bottle of water and sat at the bar in the