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THE CLOCK FINALLY SHOWED THE TIME you and Kurona were supposed to meet. Everything in your studio has already been cleaned and neatly decorated. You didn't exactly know if you planned on already immediately doing a photoshoot today but the club president was budging you for results.
Your foot was tabbing on the ground and the clock was ticking with every passing minute until someone finally knocked on the door.
"Come in." As expected it was Kurona the little pink haired boy. "Am I too late?" Normally you would just straight up say yes but you just shook your head.
"No it's fine just sit down there." You pointed at the chair in front of you and Kurona awkwardly sat down.
"So do you have any other interests other than football?" You didn't talk around the bush and stared at Kurona almost scaringly. "Not really?" This almost felt like an interrogation to him.
"What is your routine like?"
"Wake up, stare into space, brush my teeth, braid my hair and go to school."
"You stare into what?"
"Space."
"Why would you—? Nevermind." You sighed and just wrote it down. "Do you have anything to do on weekends?" He shook his head. "So you're free on weekends?" He nodded at that.
It is currently Friday so maybe you could already organize a photoshoot tomorrow. "Would tomorrow work for you?"
"Yeah." Apparently Kurona wasn't a guy of many words. "Then I think we're done here unless you have some questions for me." There wasn't really much you wanted to ask him since most questions could be answered by themselves.
"Nope." A very much expected answer. "Alright then..." You thought about it, wouldn't learning about his routine the best if you were stuck by his side?
"...Mind if I hang around you?" Kurona was taken back by the question a little, which was justified since you never treated any of your models this way. Normally you'd just let them deal with this kind of stuff on their own.
"Don't you have things to do?"
"My teachers will excuse it because it's related to my club work." At first he appeared to be hesitant but accepted after a while of pursuing.
It was currently still a break and you had 5 minutes before Kurona had to resume his studying.
"What class are you staying in?"
"3-2"
"Ah you're in the same class as Isagi." You remarked and Kurona asked if you knew him. "One of the only few other models." A blunt answer and Kurona hummed. "Are there many people who want to be your model?"
"Of course!" You bursted out confidently and Kurona was a bit surprised, the only time where you'd talk with emotions in your voice was when it came down to photography and your passion.
"People have started to make it a trend that whoever gets chosen by me will immediately rise in popularity — which greatly annoys me." Kuronas mouth shaped into a little O when he realized why you were so keen on finding someone who had no passion for actual modeling.
"And what about Isagi? Why did you choose him as a model?"
"You're oddly curious today."
"To be fair we did have an interview just a few minutes ago." You sighed because it might come off as stupid.
"Because he's already at the peak of being popular, how much more could happen?" You shook your head when you remembered what a mess it created after asking Isagi to model. "He was a good one though." You had to admit.
You still use some of your old photoshoots as a reference in order to get interesting camera angles and whatever.
"How many models have you had so far?" By now you two nearly arrived in front of the classroom, which meant that the bell should ring soon.
"With you that should make 5 people."
"That's surprisingly low."
"Only if you didn't hear the rumors about me." Two of them didn't even attend the school anymore because they were siblings and moved away.
Finally you two arrived in front of the classroom and Isagi was the first one to spot you. "M/n? What are you doing here?" He asked in a friendly voice, there were some of his other classmates and friends sitting around him.
You glanced over the tables and noticed the teacher didn't arrive yet. "Just getting to know my new model." You shrugged and sat down beside Kurona, you did in fact not care if the seat was taken.
"Favoritism? You didn't do that with me."
"Yeah because you're basically an open book for me to read."
"And Kurona isn't?"
"Take a guess." Isagi chuckled a little but everyone just stared awkwardly between you two, he knew that you're usually brash and straightforward but he never saw you display such open favoritism.
"Are you two going to have your first photoshoot tomorrow?"
"I need to because that fucker is pressuring me into shooting new photos." You referred to the club leader with the insult. "I see. If it doesn't work out just call me up."
"Fuck no I never shoot the same model twice." Kurona just stared out of the window while you and Isagi were having a heartfelt conversation with each other.
The teacher finally entered through the door and told everyone to be quiet and take their stuff out.
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It was quiet in your home, no sounds or even footsteps could be heard through the empty spaces.The only thing that made the house feel a little alive were all of the photos hanging on the wall.
Some were framed and some were just stuck to the wall with a piece of tape. Out of the corner of your eye you noticed that you forgot to feed your fishes.
You wouldn't let them starve, would you?
So you hurryingly rushed over to get a package of fish food and thought about where to meet up with Kurona. Apparently the fishes gave you an idea after they started chewing on their food.
