"Please Ara! Just for three days."

"Get that away from me!"

"It honestly isn't that bad."

"How many times do I have to say no for you to understand?"

"Hold on let me try it on."

Taehyung put the short black wig on his head. He looked at the mirror to adjust it and tucked the hair strands behind his ears. He turned around to look at me and shrugged his shoulders.

"See. It's not that bad," he lied, awkwardly smiling to seem convincing.

I couldn't help but burst into laughter at the sight of him wearing the ugly wig. He frowned at me literally dying on the floor from laughing too much. I clutched my stomach that was now hurting and picked myself back up to his eye level.

I was worried about how I would hide for the next few days that they would be here filming. If they recognised me, I would have to seek another refuge somewhere else. I didn't want that to happen especially after I just started to get used to this place.

Taehyung's solution was for me to dress up and disguise myself. He dragged me to his house, where he had a box full of costumes and wigs. I didn't want to know why he had a box full of it, so I didn't question him.

Maybe he was one of those geeky people who like to role-play on their own. Who knows what he gets up to.

"I don't have any other solution for you," he said, as he pulled the wig off his head.

I rolled my eyes and let out a big hopeless sigh. I felt guilty for being so rude, despite him only doing his best to help my ungrateful ass.

"Fine then. I will wear it."

I took the wig from his hand and the set of clothes he had handpicked from his mother's closet. It was a pink floral printed trousers and a gillet, everything I swore myself never to wear.

These days I had been catching myself all too often doing things I thought I'd never do.

He guided me to his mother's room and I got changed there. After struggling a few times, I finally managed to place the wig on my head, making it seem like it was my own hair. I groaned when I saw my terrible reflection in the mirror.

"Promise you won't laugh?" I shouted out to Taehyung.

"Promise!"

I continued to stand there for a little longer, trying to convince myself that it was okay.

You don't look that bad. Despite all of this horrendous clothing, your beauty still radiates. Fighting!

I took a deep breath and turned to the door to exit. But before I had even took a step out of the room, Taehyung's sudden laugh caused me to yelp in shock. My grip around the door handle tightened whilst my anger increased.

"You said you wouldn't laugh!"

"I. Can't. Help. It!"

He clapped like a seal as he fell to his knees. After a few minutes of wheezing and crying from laughing too hard, he tried to regain his breath. But one more look up at me and he was off to another round of clapping like a seal and laughing his head off.

I had no choice but to stand there with a red embarrassed face, watching my dignity drop. After what seemed like eternity, he had finally stopped making fun of me and we left his house.

But then I saw her again. I stood there shaking with anger, a turmoil of thoughts running around inside my head. I was confused. Shocked. Angry. I vowed to never lay my eyes on the girl, but here she was standing only a few metres away from me.

What kind of bad luck did I have to be met with her again?

Right at the moment, Yosub came running, calling Taehyung's name. He suddenly stopped at the sight of me and giggled. I threw dagger eyes at him but it didn't stop the little boy from snorting with laughter.

"Noona, you will be staying with me and grandma!"

At first I was disappointed that despite the disguise, he still recognised me, which defeated the purpose of me dressing up in the first place. But that feeling was soon replaced with shock after realising what he had just said. I gave Taehyung an 'explain yourself' look.

"I forgot to tell you one thing," he said, "Your house will be occupied."

"What do you mean?"

"The filming crew just need a few spare houses to stay for the duration they will be here," he said and my mouth automatically dropped open.

"My house is not just any spare space!" I hissed.

Taehyung pouted like a little child but I simply scowled at him, letting Yosub drag me away.

We walked past the crew that were now setting up their equipment's. I could see the witch getting her makeup done in the corner and it automatically made me scowl.

That hoe is going to make me get premature wrinkles.

I wish I could just go up to her face and slap her, but I knew better. If she recognised me, she would only cause me more trouble than the one I'm already in. I promised myself that one day. Once I recover from this slump, I will destroy her fame and career just like how she destroyed mine.

A/N I broke my weekly updating routine because this is I guess you could say a bonus chapter. I'm just in a really good mood lol. I might be going on holiday somewhere around next week, so I most likely won't be updating then.