A perfect model

1:'{-The backdancer;'

-Well, that's it for today," said the teacher as he put his things away, seemingly hurried to go home.

Aaaaah -I said, where does he think I'm going to find photos of a very photogenic person and edit them by tomorrow- I said in an annoyed voice, referring to the assignment the teacher had just given.

-Why don't you take photos of Junmin," said Sumin, "he's an idol and model, he's used to being behind the camera, so it'll be quick and easy to do with him?

No, but he's got a mini-concert today, so he won't have time.

Aaah-said Sumin just remembered. His facial expression said it all: you're screwed my friend.

Aaaaaaaah -I said again but louder- I'm screwed, screwed, screwed.

Hey man, don't you think you're taking this business a bit too seriously - asked Seeun with a mockingly face- just take a photo of one of us, edit it and bingo, you've got your assignment.

He was right, I don't usually get worked up over such little things, I could have just done what he told me, but when it comes to photography I'm the biggest perfectionist, I always make sure everything's perfect from the angle to the person I'm taking the photo of, and find someone who matches my criteria by tomorrow. It's no small task.

No," I replied to Seeun's offer, "it's impossible because I've already photographed you too much.

Ahhhh-sighs Seeun, seriously, who cares, it's only a photo for an assignment, it's not like you're going to post a photo of a star on the Internet- he says, his voice slightly annoyed.

Even if? this is none of your business? I replied

Ahhh" he sighed, but this time with discouragement, "do as you like, I only hope you'll do the assignment with the Queen of England, maybe you'll find her photogenic enough for your taste" he said, wanting to annoy me, then got up and picked up his satchel.

-In any case, better than you - replied I.

-Yeah, I hope so.

I made a face at him, sticking out my tongue as he headed for the exit. Which he promptly returned with a middle finger.

Let's go - said Sumin, his satchel on his back, tapping me on the shoulder.

I immediately picked up my schoolbag from the floor, put it on my back and started walking towards the exit, followed by Sumin.

When I reached the last corridor leading to the university exit, a hand suddenly grabbed me and dragged me into an empty classroom.

-Aaaaaaaaaah ahhhhhhhhh help-I cried out in fear as I closed my eyes, my hands clasping my face.

I suddenly felt a hand over my mouth, preventing me from screaming.

-Shhhh man, shut up, it's me Junmin- a familiar voice said.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw a hooded man in front of me, wearing a mask and sunglasses. He suddenly pulled back his glasses and mask, revealing Junmin's silhouette.

I let out a sigh of relief but annoyance at the same time, then took his hand away from my mouth and shouted;

-Shit man, you scared me you know, what's wrong with you walking like that at school I thought you were a kidnapper

-Paparazzi don't give me breath, I have to! he replied.

Sumin soon joined us, probably attracted by my cries;