She stood at the entrance to the bar, looking up at the sign, which had long since been repainted. Fire was still called Fire, but its logo had changed.
But she knew all too well that the sign wasn't the only thing that had changed.
Inside, the atmosphere was electric, a world away from the silence outside. Under dazzling lights, the dancing crowd lost themselves in pounding electronic music, a sound that intoxicated and bewitched them. Like a drug, it gave them addictive joy and pleasure.
They were all under its spell, because this was no paradise. It was hell.
The first floor was open to the general public, no matter what their profession. The second floor was different.
Cameras and recording devices were strictly forbidden on the second floor, as were anyone carrying them. Anyone caught would be blacklisted.
This was another world for celebrities.
What? You want to know how she got in?
Naturally, it was because of her looks.
Two years later, she pushed open this door once again.
Beautiful!!!!! Waiting for you to come back
Why not continue?
I still have high expectations for this article.
Come on, Yoon Doojun writes very little.