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"stand straight," lia orders, unsatisfied with her friends posture, "straight, rinae."
the blonde huffs, "this is impossible. i'm built like the letter c, i am literally the complete opposite of model material."
cj, who'd been watching from the couch and snacking on whatever chips she could find from the pantry, gasped dramatically. "don't you ever say that again."
"it's true! i can't pose!" she exasperates, strutting over to the couch and plopping down next to her roommate.
lia had become a modeling coach in the span of 20 minutes, being quite lenient but decided it was time to put her foot down. "rinae, 'model material' is not a thing. do you think all models were confident their first few times? do you think they got the hang of it by giving up after 15 minutes?"
silence engulfed them and the only thing to be heard was the crunch of a potato chip. suddenly intimated, rinae shook her head. "of course not..?"
"you better get your ass back up," cj mumbles, nudging rinae to which she stands in response.
despite the extreme under-confidence, she continued to practice with lia in hopes of getting rid of her awkward stances and poses for as long as she possibly could. "alright, we should get ready to go." the sentence that rinae was fully dreading.
lia gasps, "oh shit, it's time," her grin slightly fades when she notices rinaes nervous expression, "you got it in the bag, ri, don't be scared. let me know it goes! see you guys!"
"bye~" cj sang, jumping up her seat after the door was closed shut behind lia to find some shoes to slip on, "can't believe i'm about to watch my little gamer girl have her first photoshoot."
"i can't believe this either," rinae sighs, "and it's with a man..."
the roommates freeze and stare at each other, both holding back laughter before cj snorts and lets her real laugh slip off her tongue. "i'd be offended, not gonna lie."
"i lowkey am! like damn, you didn't want just me? you had to ask a man to do it with me too?"
"at least it's jeno, and not some rando."
the girl nods, because she can agree that she'd rather it be jeno than anyone else. something about his presence made her feel instantly comfortable and she hoped it would've been easier with him there. she could feel her phone vibrating in her pocket and pulled it out once to see a few messages from him asking if she was okay, and it's not like she meant to ignore him, she just could feel the anxiety bubbling in her stomach as each second went by.
the pair were out the door quickly to ensure getting there on time and lucky enough, they did. they were right on time.
they were welcomed by a huge building perfectly labeled "Gamology," it was impossible to miss it, so impossible that it was scary. the doors were clear and it was as if everything was built for money and not for comfort, which was intimidating to rinae. her eyes wandered as cj checked the two of them in, and were escorted to a much smaller studio room with fewer people.
her eyes instantly locked to jeno, who'd already been inside chatting it up with a woman. he hadn't noticed her immediately.
"oh my god," another voice kicks her out of her thoughts, blinking upwards to see a different women who looked closer to their age standing right in front of them, "rinae! hi! i'm ayeon, i'm such a big fan."
with one kind smile to another, rinae felt her ease up in the slightest, "hi, sorry, it's nice to meet you! this is my best friend cj. it's okay if she stays, right?"
"absolutely," ayeon replies ecstatically, "follow me! i'm gonna be your stylist today, make you even prettier than you already are. once you're done with hair and makeup, i'll introduce you to your photographer as he's quite busy right now. this is your dressing room!"
she spoke as she lead the two to another room with a sign labeled 'rinae,' making the girl feel pretty special, opening the door and allowing them inside before closing it behind them. "we've got about 3 outfits to go through, but don't be nervous, we're a team of professionals and we'll get you out of here in no time!"
the blonde smiles at the comforting words, seeing that ayeon could likely sense the anxiety radiating off of her. "do you girls have any questions? oh! there's a mini fridge and a snack basket over there! please, help yourselves, make yourself feel at home—"
she was cut off by a knock at the door, to which she stopped herself to crack it open, peaking to see who it was before the door was opened fully to reveal jeno. rinae felt her heart skip at the sight of him, as well as a sense of relief.
"we'll leave you two alone," cj doesn't hesitate, a visible grin growing over her face as her and ayeon leave the room.
"wow, your dressing room is so much better than mine," the boy observed, walking further into the room before he gasped, "you have a mini fridge?!"
the shorter laughs and plops down onto the couch, "you don't?"
"no, i guess you're just better than me," he sighs playfully before walking towards her and sitting down, "how're you feeling?"
rinae shrugged, "i'm alright, i think. i actually feel so much better since you're here."
jeno's attentive stare turned to another playful expression, "oh, you like me here with you?"
"oh my god, shut up," the girl chuckles and reverts her gaze, "you know what i mean. you know what? yeah, i do. i do like you here with me, even though you're kind of a narcissist."
"i like it too, don't worry. i always do these alone. not fun," jeno mumbles.
their eyes lock again when rinae brings her to his direction, nodding in understanding with a small grin. the two nod at each other for a while, a laugh from rinaes lips. "i'm glad you understand." the boy teases.
"i just get you, bro," rinae jokes, earning a laugh from jeno.
the atmosphere is silent but comfortable for a minute before jeno continues. "i can't wait to see how the pictures come out. i just know you're a natural."
rinae snorts, "you actually have no idea. lia was trying to coach me earlier and i was definitely not natural, but i'm glad someone has faith in me."
"yikes, so you're that bad? worse than i thought?"
"are you done insulting me?"
"right, sorry, you're like, the best model in the world. wow. kim kardashian is shaking in her boots as we speak."
"sounds like you're still butthurt that i have a mini fridge and you don't."
