Fire and Ice

Chapter One: The Arrogant One

Anna Kyouyama walked through the halls of her two-storey villa. Had the director not called her, she would've still be lying on her favorite couch, doing nothing but relax. She had just been picked to play a character in a new show, which would start its filming today.
She paused, taking a few seconds to check herself in the mirror. Being the star that she was, she needed to be as decent as she always showed.

Not more than two minutes after she stepped out of her limousine and into the recording studios, she had guys looking at her from all directions. She made no notice and continued walking to the set.

Mixed emotions flowed in her as she saw a new person on the set talking to the director. Hao Asakura.

The arrogant model she once worked with would be working with her once more. Oh, joy.

"Miss Kyouyama!" The director greeted, motioning her to move towards him. She did so, without hesitation.
"Miss Anna, this is Hao…" he gestured towards the handsome male beside him. "I think you two now know each other, since I've seen your endorsements. Lovely."
"Yeah, right.", Anna thought. "Lovely" would have been her last choice as an adjective to describe their pictorial.

"It would be nice to work with you again, Anna." Hao smirked, accentuating his handsome features. He held out a hand, which Anna shook hesitantly with a fake smile plastered on her face.
"Same goes for you, Hao. Hope this project would be as lovely as before."
"As always, it will be."

"Good, good!" The director exclaimed, not noticing the glare Anna was giving her leading man. "The producers will give you a summary of the story in the next hour, and they will hand out your scripts as well. Shooting begins…" he looked at his watch, "At two in the afternoon. That should give you enough time to memorize enough lines. Now, you two better freshen up, you have an hour of rest, starting now. Be in the conference room in an hour."

Anna headed to her dressing room, which was located beside Hao's. How very convenient.

She had only begun to sip her cappuccino when she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in.", she said, thinking it was just a make-up or costume artist.

She felt a nerve twitch when Hao entered. He was the last person she expected.

"Nice dressing room you've got." Hao flashed her a smile, which only annoyed the hell out of her. She stood up and made her way to her bathroom.
"Excuse me."

"Really."
Hao closed the door behind him, and sat on Anna's sofa. He looked around him—plaques, awards, trophies, and more plaques. On one side of the room stood a clothes' rack around three feet long and appeared to be staggering under the weight of the numerous clothes it carried. Opposite the rack was a dressing table, with a huge mirror, a table with around hundreds of cosmetics on it, and a cellphone. Beside the table stood a shoe rack with around twenty pairs of shoes, another with a dozen sandals, and another with five boots.

"Wheeew. Anna must be shopping everyday." He thought.

Anna retouched her makeup. She could've done it on her dressing table, but Hao was there; she might end up with a blotched face.
After finishing, she cleared her bathroom table of her makeup and prepared a face for the arrogant one she was about to face.

Hao smirked as Anna got out of her bathroom. He was right in front of her, and he enjoyed the look of momentary shock on her face. "Hao!" she said in annoyance.
"What's the matter?" he ran a finger from her left temple to her chin. Anna gave a slight blush, but didn't respond. "Get your grubby hands off me, Asakura." She said; a tinge of hate in her tone.

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Edited the typos in this chapter. :)