(Curse warning, may not be exactly cannon with the time era)
Sanemi’s POV
I am so fucking tired, working all day. Shedding sweat and some blood in this mine tunnel. I work almost everyday and get paid okay. Its annoying work though and I have nobody at home to ask how my days been. It's honestly tiring and hard on the body and soul. I just wanna fucking crawl in a hole and sleeping for a hundred years. I eventually get home and have to get cleaned up. I'm so dirty from working all day and my arms ache like hell.
I take a bath then eat a bit of dinner. I'm surprising not that hungry. Then I go and lay down, I am so fucking exhausted its unreal. I close my eyes and fall asleep almost instantly. Then I wake up the next day and repeat. It's a boring life. I could die any day and I waste it just working. I have nothing better to do though. I get to work and eventually take off my shirt. It's way too hot to keep it on. I go about to work but they have us take a break pretty quickly. I'm not that dirty and have a rag around my neck.
Then I see a guy and bam, he takes a picture of me. What the fuck? I go up to him and grab his collar.
"Woah- I am sorry.. I'm a photographer and I was astounded by your looks even after working..."
I was speechless. This photographer just took a picture of me. Then told me I have a good body. Which is why he took a picture of me. I just rolled my eyes and let go of him. I almost started blushing but I must be careful.
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Picture Perfect
FanfictionGiyuu is a photographer who has lost interest in daily life. He doesn't know what to take a picture of anymore. He stumbles across a man, who brings light to his dull world. Though he is too scared and shy. Will they ever see eye to eye with love? 1...
