Wooyoung and San, aspiring models in different agencies, are teamed up for a joint campaign. Both are confident in their looks and no one wants to give in or do worse.
Weeks of collaboration bring the competitors closer together.
When the collaborat...
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⟡ POV San ⟡
We were on the way to the next photo shoot. This would be the only appointment for today as it would take a little longer. I didn't talk much, I was quiet. The peace around me another refuge from seeing Wooyoung again since our fight in the bathroom, since my hand slipped. I was shocked by myself, I didn't know myself like that. I didn't want to get physical, but the frustration, the nervousness and Wooyoung's words had thrown me off track too much.
He didn't know me at all, accused things, twisted the truth and called me selfish. He didn't know what I did for my family, what I risked for Jongho, for my mother, why I chose this career in the first place. He would never know either.
My thoughts were chaotic and loud, I was lost in myself. Jongho, sitting next to me, hadn't talked too much to me since the press event yesterday, respected my need for silence, knew nothing about the argument, but could clearly feel the tension.
He tried again and asked, "Do you want to talk about yesterday hyung? I know something happened," he was careful with his words, "Should I know something before we see Wooyoung?"
I struggled with myself, torn as to whether I should really tell him about how much everything had escalated.
"I'll tell you later Jongho... not here," I mumbled quietly, decided to open up, but didn't think the place in the car was suitable for it.
I knew I could trust Jongho, he was my brother, I would trust him my life. I knew he always wanted the best for me, would support me in everything and probably give Wooyoung a kick in the ass.
But I didn't want to burden him with it. I was the big brother here, I was supposed to be there for him. I would find a solution somehow because it couldn't continue like this. This was just the beginning of our collaboration.
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After a slightly longer drive we arrived at the shooting location. Today it was about depicting the limitlessness of beauty, fashion and cosmetics. It was about letting your creativity run free and not let yourself be locked in. Make up was versatile and individual.
That's why me and Wooyoung would be fencing in the photo shoot today, fighting and vying for freedom. In one scene I would be tied up with bands and Wooyoung would be holding them in his hands.
Everything about those thoughts made my stomach twist. I was professional, I had to prove that today.
First we went to the dressing room, where my team was already waiting for me in a friendly manner. I greeted everyone warmly, grateful for their continued hard work and support. They immediately prepared me for the shoot, doing my hair and make up with the newest -Umbrella- products.
After about an hour I was finished, looking flawless, fitting with today's theme. Without a knock on the door, Seonghwa stumbled in, a little out of breath.
