Folder of Desire: Dreams Turned Reality

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Time passed quickly again, and it was the weekend.

Today was the day I had a date with Choi Aran for the first time in a while and I was also given a golden opportunity to see her runway.

I wore my favorite black suit and headed to the convention hall where her showcase was being held.

When I parked and tried to enter, the area near the entrance was noisy.

─Everyone, please keep order!

─Please move outside the Line of Control!

─Over there! Don't fall!

Security guards were sweating from going back and forth to control things.

It was inevitable that this event was not just a local fashion show but a special showcase hosted by the Cleo & Tiffany headquarters.

Of course, the invited guests were all celebrities.

As some time passed, luxury foreign cars began to stop at the entrance of the building one after another.

And familiar faces of celebrities were getting out of the car.

There were many from famous actors who were currently attracting attention through Netflix dramas to several models who are active as influencers in the same fashion industry.And many celebrities attended to brighten the occasion.

As a result, a significant number of people were gathered out of simple curiosity or fan spirit.

In a way, I could also be said to fall into that category.

'Hey. Thanks to Aran, I can see all the celebrities too.'

However, there was no particularly attractive or attractive person in the crowd.

'Was it because the image of beauty these days has changed so much?'

Rather, the prevailing thought was that Choi Aran was much better.

'Hmmmm. Even if I look at it objectively, Aran is better. Not to mention her body is so hot.'

I was reminded again and again of the importance of Choi Aran.

Suddenly, my cell phone rang and I received a call.

─Oppa. Have you arrived?

─Aran. I have just arrived. But why are there so many celebrities here? They are raining endlessly.

─It is a global event, so of course there are many. And most of them come because of spawning. There are many products that our company sponsors.

─Wow. Still, I didn't know there would be many celebrities there. An actress who appeared on Netflix earlier also came.

─Ah. Seol Ayoon? That person was originally our model too. It's a case where she happened to change, and it turned out well.

─That's awesome.

─ Do you want to get scolded? Today I am the main character.

─Haha. Of course. I felt it just now, but no one is as good as my Aran.

─Hehe. Really? Please watch me do the runway today. Because my Oppa will like today's show.

─Yes. I'll be looking forward to it too. I brought a packed lunch, so let's have lunch together at the riverside after finishing.

─Humph. Then, I'll go get ready first. See you later.

─Hehe…Okay, best of luck.

She smiled at my charming encouragement and ended her call.

Her face was strangely flushed, and it seemed like she was looking forward to today's date.

So I grabbed my VIP ticket and headed to the audience.

I never thought I would live to watch a lingerie show from these luxurious seats.

After all, a man should meet a woman well.

'… Let's see. Seat G11 is close to here.'

Perhaps because she paid a lot of attention, the front row had the best view of the stage.

I sat down in a soft seat, had a welcome drink, and found out about the concept of today's stage.

On the outside of the pamphlet handed out at the entrance, the theme 'Primal,' meaning primitive, was written.

'Farsighted? Is primitive a concept that emphasizes wildness?'

As expected, all kinds of sensational and unconventional lingerie were introduced on the back.

Leather and snake patterns were standard, and there were even artistic underwear made of flowers and leaves.

'I thought it would be so complicated because it was a fashion show. It's worse than I think, isn't it?'

Among them, there were some products designed by Aran Choi herself.

The products she was wearing today were also part of a lineup that she made herself.

I was reading the pamphlet for a while.

Suddenly, someone came nearby.

When I glanced up at the sight of her, a familiar face greeted me warmly.

"Oh my! Minhyuk? What's going on? How can I meet you here?"

She was none other than Teacher Eun, who was Aran Choi's coworker and close partner.

She seemed to be showing off her product today, so she looked dressed up differently than usual.

I did my best to hide my embarrassment at her appearance.

I expected this situation from the moment I was invited here anyway.

"Ah, Teacher Eun. It's been a while. How have you been?"

"Of course! Minhyuk, what have you been doing? You didn't come to work. Did you quit your job?"

"Haha. Well, that's how it happened. I started a new job, and it worked out well."

"Oh, that's great. Well, you speak well and are witty. I knew you would find a better job soon."

"Nothing much to say. By the way, I guess Teacher Eun is participating today too?"

"Yes, yes. It's not the main work, just a few works. What's more surprising is Minhyuk. I thought you weren't particularly interested in fashion."

Well, strictly speaking, I was still not interested in fashion, but I just dress up because Choi Aran tells me to.

Moreover, there was no need to mention a fashion show like this.

This showcase was the first fashion show in my life.

But it wouldn't be rude to say something like that in front of a designer.

I calmly used my head and gave a plausible answer.

"Aren't I part of the fashion industry in some way? As I looked over my shoulder at various things, I became interested."

Teacher Eun smiled happily and nodded at those words.

"You thought well. It will be fun to see all the pretty models. By the way, Teacher Jeong and Teacher Yeon also talked a lot about Minhyuk. If you have time later, please at least say hello."

"Of course. Aren't we in a relationship where we have looked after each other in our own way?"

"Hoho… Right. Anyway, it's great to see you again. I have to go now, so enjoy the performance."

"Yes, yes. Teacher Eun, you're fighting too. I'll be cheering you on."

"Thank you."

She disappeared behind the scenes in an instant, probably because she had a lot of work to do.

After waiting for a long time, the surrounding lights finally turned off, and the real showcase began.

A host comes up and gives her greetings in English and Korean.

Since it was a company, there were many foreigners sitting in the seats.

The host skillfully took her turn and then introduced the lineup of designers participating today.

Of course, my only interest was Choi Aran.

I saw familiar faces such as Teacher Eun and Teacher Jeong, but I only waited for Choi Aran to appear.

She showed her face towards the end, as expected of a senior designer.

As she greeted the crowd proudly, cheers poured out around her.

Aside from her skills, her popularity was truly overwhelming.

I also gave her my enthusiastic applause and cheers.

In the meantime, she seemed to have seen me as well and suddenly gave me a kiss on the palm of my hand.

Her appearance of squinting one eye and winking was very cute.

'… Oh, wow. My Aran is bold today.'

Her unusual fan service instantly caused an uproar around her.

People turn their heads like meerkats to find out who shot them.

A few looks were thrown at me, but most of them just smiled and shook their heads.

Unfortunately, no one seemed to think that I was her sex mate.

'… Uhm. I'm a little upset.'

Meanwhile, Choi Aran disappeared backstage again, and the real showcase began with the host's comments.

The lights become dimmer, and soft taillights twinkle along the stage runway.

And the wild music begins with the sound of drums.

The stage background display showed the scenery of a vast savannah.

It also shed light on the ecology of various animals to see if there was some kind of storytelling as the magnificent music gradually becomes more heightened.

Finally, the panel opened, and slender models began to walk out.

All the lingerie had passionate and explicit designs, perhaps to express the wild nature of humans.

I was captivated by the walking model I was seeing for the first time in my life.

The confident yet somewhat seductive gait of these models had a magical power that was overwhelming just by looking at it.

'… Wow. I don't get paid for nothing.'

To put it bluntly, I wondered how difficult it was to just walk.

Looking at it this way, there was a reason why they had practiced and refined so much.

They walked on stage without hesitation, as if they were truly beasts of the savannah.

─Click, click!

Camera shutters were pouring in from all directions.

Although they were photographed in their underwear, there was no shame on their faces.

Rather, there were models who showed signature poses toward the camera as if to appeal to their presence.

Every time that happened, there was applause, and the shutter sound sounded even more intense.

I was also influenced by the atmosphere and was clapping hard before I knew it.

'… It's not as boring as I thought. No. It's rather fun.'

It was more than just eye candy, as it also sparked various inspirations.

In the end, lingerie was underwear meant to appeal to sexual appeal.

As I was watching the stage where the sex appeal was at its peak, my heart was beating fast, and my desire to create seemed to be burning.

When I was so immersed and looking at primitive women.I started to feel a special aura at the end of that stage where the so-called presence itself was different.

Although her walking was not very different or special, I could say that it was the magical power that humans themselves give off.

That gorgeous brilliance was coming towards me across the stage.

With the dark blue hair and colorful accessories, a tall figure with clear skin like white jade wearing a leopard print, reminiscent of a leopard, seems to express her rough aura.

Finally, my girl has appeared.