As a child, once I had wanted a particular candy and had to work really hard that term to come out top of my class including working tirelessly for my halmeoni (Grandma) for three months and finally I was able to come top of the class and finished all the chore my grandma had given to me.
I remembered the day, she had gone to the candy store and purchased the butterfly candy like we fondly called it because of the way it was shaped. She purchased it and gave it to me but suddenly I lost every fondness for it. One bite and I was done; I shared with my friends and siblings.
As I stood at the beginning of the runway, I wondered in amazement why I had thought of it, I didn't want to ever lose interest in modelling. Staring at the shiny runway and the crowd on each side of it, waiting patie
