#raspberry red

“Look at these,” He stated, “There some concept ideas for the next comeback for NCT 127,” 

She bowed as she gathered the sheets of paper, looking over the concepts and biting her lip. Jasmine would forever thank her mother for teaching her Korean when she was younger or she would be screwed for this job. 

“Well, I don’t like any of them,” Jasmine explained as the manager crossed his arms, “Not to offend you but, the sheets say the concept is for a fighting style and as idols they need something slick and attractive, these are all a bit brutish,” 

Watching as the manager stayed silent, Jasmine’s heart thumped in her chest. The last thing she needed was to offend the head of her department and get black listed, or well, fired. Which was worse, she couldn’t decide. Finally, the short male nodded and smiled. 

“Okay, make some designs and have them on my desk tomorrow morning,” 

Jasmine nodded and bowed, forcing a smile onto her lips, “Of course,” 

Looks like it was another night of no sleep. 

--- 

Working on a set had somehow become Jasmine’s favourite thing to do. 

Something about seeing the drawings and designs come to life felt surreal, it was like there was a beautiful sense of achievement in it becoming a real thing. Many artists loved for their ideas to come to life and Jasmine was so thrilled to see it happen. 

Wearing overalls that were covered in paint and a banana with a pony tail, Jasmine was invested in the design on her ipad. She had spent hours on it, making it perfect. Despite being Korean, she really did love the aesthetic of Japan’s architect and design. A lot of her inspiration for this specific set steamed from the Asian neighbor, from beautiful samurai and night life of the country. 

The set was filled with people, as the idols would be shooting later on in the day. Her interactions with the groups were limited, not that Jasmine really cared but it would be nice to discuss their ideas of what they wanted their music videos to look like. 

“The idols are arriving on set now to get their make up on,” Someone said, “They really art beautiful,” 

“None of them are my type,” Jasmine shrugged, looking between the screen and the set. 

“You should get out more!” Yoonah was an older girl and the previous maknae in the arts department, she was dating someone from publicity, “Are do you have a secret lover back in America?” 

Shaking her head, Jasmine blushed. Her love life was discussed quite a bit by the older staff members, most of them being married or dating long term and oozing for that young love aspect of life that had passed. Only two men had ever truly captured her heart. One was her now ex boyfriend, they’d broken up since she was moving to Korea and he’d been unable to deal with it, demanding she stay for him. 

And of course, her high school best friend. A boy who originally had been her same height but suddenly became a sky scraper and had the worst long hair in existence that was constantly swept to the side. A boy who played volleyball and tried to teach her how to play the piano during all their sleepovers but was never successful. Someone she always wondered about. 

“There’s no one in America,” Jasmine laughed, shaking her head, “I’d rather focus on my career, I’m a bit particular in my taste in men,” 

“You never know,” Yoonah winked as she walked away. 

Placing the iPad down and pulling the paint brush from behind her ear, placing it between her lips and chewing on the end. A habit she had started as a child and never broke. 

“Jasmine?!” 

-- 

The ever lasting sense of tiredness was hanging over the group, a feeling that never seemed to go away with their jobs. Johnny had a cup of coffee in his hand, while Sophia was motoring her mouth away from beside him. He’d learnt to filter her out quite easily. 

But now Jaehyun was responding, and they were way too lively in the morning. They were discussing something about Sophia’s other group, which didn’t really concern him. Johnny was more in awe at how their set looked, it felt familiar some how and it welcomed him. Sophia suddenly stopped, as did the other two. 

“Look, I’m straight-” 

“I doubt that sometimes,” Jaehyun laughed. 

Sophia rolled her eyes, pointing towards a girl standing in demin overalls and cheap discount white converse, a red bandanna in her hair with her curly hair in a pony tail, the ends a raspberry red. She even had red frames over her face. 

“She is beautiful,” Sophia pointed out. 

Jaehyun nodded as he stood beside their female member, “Oh damn, she is,” 

Tilting his head, Johnny stared at the woman. He was being oddly silent but the other two were too in awe at the female. She was short, maybe around 5′2 and more chubby than skinny. They were speaking the truth, she really was beautiful. 

Although the moment she lifted her glasses off her face and smiled, Johnny dropped the coffee cup in his hand and perked up like a meerkat.