TOLERATE || I.Sae

chapter 1

TOLERATE—
chapter 1

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Flashing lights and soft clicks from a camera could be recognized in the room where a photoshoot was being held. A beautiful male model was currently frozen in place for the camera to capture him wearing the clothes he was endorsing. The photographer leaning down to capture you in multiple angles.

"Okay! Let's clean up, we finish in five minutes!" Your manager announced. "You have a meeting in 40 minutes," your manager reminded, "we'll be leaving soon." She said.

You wiped off a bead of sweat that was forming on your forehead and let out a sigh. Your schedule had been more busy lately. More companies had been asking for you to endorse their products.

Because of that, you had been getting more recognized by franchises and fans. You were currently a viral sensation; you were a topic that was on top of newspapers, along with the new soccer facility team winning over Japan's national under-20's team.

You walked to the changing room and after changing, you sat down on a soft chair covered with fake fur. You feel your skin cool off from the airconditioning present in the room. You check your reflexion for any smudges or ruins on your makeup, your vision being met with your beautiful (face type) , and mesmerizing (eye shape) (e/c) eyes. You flashed a smile.

It's no exaggeration to say you're beautiful.

You let out a sigh and opened your phone for any notifications you may have missed. You scroll down from instagram dms and see a notification from X(twitter).

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It was Saito again. Some dude onX you have beef with because of one tweet about some famous footballer's horrid bangs. It's been going on for a few months now, you would be lying if you said you didn't find it funny.

Its more of a self-proclaimed hatred, but they do sometimes hate on your tweets for absoloutely no reason so the banter kept going. So much to the point other people on the platform found it so intresting, that they started a whole fanbase.

And absoloutely noone knew that your identities. Nobody knows who 'Saito10' is, and they also don't know that you're 'Yuna' (Yuna comes from u/n which sounds a bit like you-eneh if you pronounce the n as enuh). And for some stupid reason, people started shipping the two of you.

You started out with that account as someone who was mistaken for a fanpage of yourself. One day you were posting your icks for fun and Saito showed up.  Apparently, one of the pictures you showed for your ick (ugly bangs) was the well known Sae Itoshi.

And for the past months, you two have done nothing but absoloutely flame eachother or eachother's 'idol'. You ended up developing a small grudge on Sae Itoshi for having a fan that contiously chose to hate on 'You'(Yuna).  But ofcourse, You always were quick to defend when Saito said anything about you(Y/n). (This is getting too confusing)

You closed your phone again and headed out to find your manager. You pass through the small crowd of those who help with the photoshoot and finally see her. You squeeze through and tap her shoulder. She turns around and faces you, looking up because you were taller than her.

"Y/n we have to head to your next meeting. You've recieved a request to have a photoshoot to promote ____, alongside someone else. Though I haven't heard of who it is," She said while walking towards the elevator. You follow her and litsened and nodded silently.

"I may have heard that he is well known around the world and is only here in Japan for some sports program." She added. "Project Blue lock?" You asked while pressing the button for the ground floor. "Exactly." She replied.

The two of you got out of the building and went inside your private car. She talks and informs you about where you're heading and why you're going there. It took about 25 minutes to get there which gave you time to think about what to say.

When the car came to a halt, the driver announced that you had arrived. You look out the window and saw a big modern looking building. Tall and visibly covered with glass. You got out and followed your manager inside. She had talked to the receptionist about your sceduled meeting and asked which floor it will happen in.

"7th floor, the door on the right at the edge of the hallway." Your manager repeated to you. The two of you headed there, using the elevator and walking past multiple doors and plants. The carpet was burgendy red and it was mostly silent if you didnt include the noises of the footsteps the two of you were making. After a few minuted of observing the building, you finally arrive at the door of where the meeting was gonna partake. You and your manager apparently arrived a bit early because noone was there yet except the representative of the company.

"Ah, please take a seat. Thank you for coming," The man said as he waved towards the empty chairs, "The other person we offered who will be working with Mr. L/n is going to arrive shortly." He finished. You and your manager took a seat and right as you sat on the brown leather chair, a knock was heard coming from the door.

"That must be them." The representative smiled. The door opened and revealed a man who you assume is your soon to be partner's manager. He seemed a bit anxious, paranoid even. Everyones attention was on the door to see the next person. Though you were suprised because that person was the one you expected the least.

Your eyes widen as you recognize a familiar shade of red hair, and obviously the haircut you so-horribly despise. Your partner was no-other than Mr. Horrid-bangs himself,

Sae Itoshi.

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