3 Only be a ant

It was time, all the models got ready for the runway. Everything was hectic, makeup artists making last minute fixes and the big designers were flawlessly walking around motivating each model, but everyone was eyeing on one model especially.... Mintae. Rosy cheeks, Christian louboutin on her fragile lips, eyes that trapped all those that looked at her and due to the body hugging dress that she wore her figure was beautifully presented to everyone. "No one can deny that minate has the best figure out from all the models", " I know right ! but look at her breasts don't you think they look a bit fake though? Just saying ", everyone was talking about mintae, good or bad. When sira heard the few bad comments about minate she smirked, but made sure no one saw her.

The opening of Newyork fashion week was done by mintae. From the very first step she took on the stage everyone was mesmerized by her beauty, no one could stop talking about her and no one spoke of anyone else except her, sira looked elegant but no one bothered to even look at her. Sira was nothing but an ant, too small to be noticed by anyone whilst mintae was the white swan that was also regarded as the Queen of Newyork fashion week.

One person particularly had all their attention on minate. He sat distanced from the crowd, wearing a black leather coat paired with black pair of LV shoes. Minate saw him as he was all by himself, and realised she had seen him before, but couldn't figure out where.