Hiatus Chaos
Fashion shows.
For models, it's an event so crucial that saying you live a whole year for this one moment isn't an exaggeration.
From the brand's perspective, it's a vital stage to preview the image they'll stick to next season.
Of course, it's not unfamiliar territory for me.
Even though I've basically been on hiatus for a year as a neungcheong youth, I've got years of experience under my belt.
Overseas fashion shows aren't new either—I've contracted with international brands before, so I've got the know-how.
"So, we'll fly out on this day, and once we land in Paris...
That's why the meeting went smoothly.
All the schedules were either cleared in advance or never booked, and I'd prepped my management routine.
Of course, if Andel asks, I'd have to drop weight.
But since they haven't said anything so far, probably not.
Anyway.
My main gig was going off without a hitch, as you'd expect from 17-year vet model Kim Ahyeon.
But not everything was smooth.
"Hmm, what to do."
My rookie VTuber Wayo side—still just a year in, a total baby—was the issue.
After announcing the hiatus last time.
The timing being what it was, the forums were in meltdown mode.
Of course, viewers know I've got a real job, so they get the situation.
But reason and emotions don't always align, right?
Plus, they love my streams—that's why the complaints.
Sucks, but unavoidable.
Streaming's serious for me too, but modeling comes first.
Fashion show season demands all-in pro mode.
Still...
"Hmm."
I couldn't stop thinking about how down the viewers seemed over the two-week break news.
...The loyal fans who show up regularly to my trash stream.
For some, it might be their one daily bright spot.
Two whole weeks off? I get the disappointment.
That's why I'd been agonizing over it.
I'm Wayo—cold city girl, MBTI T-type pushing 70%, logic over blood in my veins.
But to my viewers, I'm warm.
"Rosélia."
"Yeah?"
"Ever done any events or anything?"
So I ended up asking Rosélia while stewing solo.
We were en route to the next meeting spot, FYI.
Rosélia, casually one-handing the van wheel, glanced at me via rearview.
"Ahyeon dating?"
"Nah. Streaming dilemma."
"Oh. Wasn't hoping anyway."
...What?
As I raised an eyebrow, she turned back to the road.
"Hm... I only know French events."
"Yeah?"
"Haven't done many even in France."
Her forearm caught my eye as she spoke.
Winter, heater blasting, short sleeves—muscles popping on her driving arm.
...Who'd peg that as a 40s mom with a kid?
Looks like a female athlete's guns.
Jun's puberty gonna skip a beat.
(Jun's Rosélia's 10-year-old son, for reference.)
Kid's stoic but cute.
Gonna break hearts when he grows up.
"Ah, got it."
That's when I zoned out staring at her beefy arm.
Rosélia smoothly turned the wheel and dropped a line.
"Valentine's coming up. How 'bout making chocolates?"
"Huh?"
Valentine's? Oh... right.
Coming up, yeah?
Forgot that big day.
"That's genius."
Perfect event to cheer up pouty viewers.
Valentine's Day.
The classic lovers' chocolate exchange holiday.
But in VTuber land, it's different.
Subculture-famous day, fans full of dreams.
Otakus like us VTubers can't skip the event.
Reverse gifting, they call it?
VTubers making and sharing chocolates on V-Day's become tradition.
Normally, lone wolf island hermit Wayo would've just ran some canyons.
But with two weeks hiatus locked in, I decided to join the trend for the fans this once.
"Why'd you call?"
Cooking streams are risky business though.
Kitchens full of reflection hazards—ladles, spoons, you name it.
Fine for regular VTubers, but me? Face searchable online? Huge risk.
One accidental spoon reflection of my transcendent features.
Even distorted, it'd sear into viewers' brains.
Netizens would dig up my photos from that one glimpse alone.
Can't do a cooking stream camless either.
So...
"Our little castle."
"...What?"
Time for my bro to pull weight.
Just got into college, nothing better to do?
"You know how to make deux cannes, right?"
"No way I..."
"You do."
"..."
Even if not, no biggie.
I'm the commander-in-chief of this stream anyway.