After Oh Hyunmin left the studio, the next few minutes have been an awkward one for those who know the situation in the room. Isabelle didn't make a move to leave, as she noted how interested she was with today's photoshoot. She even greeted both Tao and Luhan, as they had been friends who visited Sehun before in America.

It was then Isabelle approached Mirasol, and stuck out her hand towards her, a friendly smile on her face. "Hello! You're were one of the models in the CeCi's last issue, right?" the Brazilian woman chimed. "You looked so beautiful there! I've also done my research and you're part of Bravad-Oh, no?"

"Ah, yes, I am." Mirasol grasped to the extended hand and gave it a shake. "I'm... Jovelyn."

"Ah, Jovelyn? What a lovely name for a lovely lady!" Isabelle gave her a look, her gaze trailing up and down the model before her. "Gosh, you're so pretty, I'll be in Korea for a while so I hope we'll get along just fine! Can we be friends?"

"Friends?" Mirasol blinked at her. Maybe it was the American vibe the woman exudes, but her boldness surprised her. And she couldn't bring herself to decline the idea. "Y-Yeah, sure, Isabelle-sshi."

"Fantastic! Let's go out for drinks later?"

"Isabelle, don't go making my model drunk..." Sehun's sudden English surprised everyone in the room. They should've expected it as he had been studying abroad, but this had been the first time any of them heard him speak the English language.

Isabelle turned back to Sehun, a smirk along her painted red lips. "Oh, so you haven't forgotten how to speak English. I'm not really an expert in Korean just yet."

"I thought you'd stop learning Korean after..." Sehun paused, his own lips flickering into a frown.

"After we broke up? No way." Isabelle stepped over to Sehun, her head tilted as she stared up at him. "I think we should talk."

"I'm not interested in talking. I'm working right now and you're disturbing us."

Isabelle pursed her lips as she looked over at the staff, who were trying hard not to make it obvious that they were eavesdropping. She turned her gaze back on Mirasol. "You have a number I can reach you by?"

"Don't even try," Sehun cut in, his voice clearly showing some agitation.

"Sehun, we clearly have to talk if you're going to be this way to me!" Isabelle uttered, a glare towards the man. "We're going to be business partners from now on and we need to set a line somewhere." She gulped, the uneasiness evident on her face. "Please don't let our break-up be the cause of this partnership not working out. We both have a job to do."

The young heir scoffed, "Out of all the companies you could have reached out to, you went to mine. Isn't that suspicious? Your fiancé won't like that."

Isabelle pursed her lips. "Okay, I see. You're clearly not over it even though I thought we talked about this matter. I guess I'll have to come by next time to discuss business." With a sigh, she glanced back at the model, a smile on her lips again despite the heated argument they just had, even if Mira didn't understand one bit of it. "We really should hang out sometime, Jovelyn. I need a friend in this whole new place and I quite like you."

"Oh, uh, you too."

Isabelle said her goodbyes the rest of the crew and made her leave. And as the woman left, so did the tension that hung thick in the air. The staff were quick to chatting to one another, trying to decipher what just happened before them. Mirasol looked over at Sehun, who looked ready to explode. She watched as he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

"Why are they like that to each other?" Mirasol questioned to Tao and Luhan. "She seems nice."

Luhan sighed, his arms crossed over his chest. He was clearly worried for his dongsaeng. "He and Isabelle were really happy together. From what I remember in the Skype calls with him, they were so in love with each other. But however, Isabelle was someone from a rich family."

"But so is Sehun?"

"True, but, her family wanted her to be married to some other man. And to make her do it, they allowed her to follow her dreams, which I guess was to be a fashion designer," Luhan explained. "It wasn't like her family hated Sehun or anything, but they just wanted her to be with someone... more successful."

Mirasol frowned at the news, she could feel her heart ache for the man now that she heard this. "Sehun is successful."

"Sure he is. But I heard that she's engaged to some British dude that was also at the University they were at. He already inherited his family's company and all."

"Yeah, does Gregory Nicholson ring a bell to you, Mira?" Tao asked next. When the model shook her head, he continued, "His family owns one of the biggest medical branch in the world. We even have some hospitals in Korea affiliated with them."

"Seriously?" The two Chinese men nodded at this. "And she just accepted it? Did she not love Sehun enough?"

"I guess her dreams were that much more powerful than her love for Sehun," Luhan frowned. "It was then around the time he had come back to Korea... The dude was a mess when he came back. I could barely get a hold of him for months." The oldest then bared a small grin, looking over at Mirasol. "I know that it's not much of an excuse for him being an asshole to you before, but he definitely went through a lot."

Mirasol could feel empathy for the man. To be backstabbed by someone you thought you could trust wholeheartedly, she knew that all too well. Now, she did feel like she understood him a bit more. She bit down on her lip as she thought this all through. She wished she could do something to cheer him up.

They were at that point of their relationship, right? They were fair... friends now?

"You know, Sehun has a free day tomorrow." Mirasol glimpsed over at Luhan, her eyebrows knotted together in confusion. "I have some matters with our shop to attend to and Tao here has to edit the photos taken today with his team. We're both very busy, so I could only ask you to hang out with him to make him feel better."

"Me?"

Luhan gave Tao a knowing look, and the photographer added in, "Yeah! You two are neighbors anyway, so you're our best candidate. C'mon, you've seen how bummed he was. His ex-girlfriend literally popped out of no where!"

Mirasol sighed. She really did want to do something for Sehun to make him feel better. They've gone past their initial hatred. She was willing to get on better terms with the man.

"Fine. I'll see what I can do."

A/n: so, now we got to see Sehun's short backstory! He's just a heartbroken baby (who still kind of needs to control his anger).

But hey, Sehun and Mirasol hanging out......alone in the next chapter 👀 So anticipate that! It could be potentially fluffy~