I stood on the side of the photographer, watching him snap pictures every 2 seconds telling the model how good he was doing.I didn't know which one of them where having more fun.
I had gotten this job 2 months ago,my job was to be here for the photographer whenever he needed coffee,or in his case,wine. Yes,he was one of the most prestigious photographers in the business,but he still got down with the wine glass like a normal 40 year old.His name was Juh Han, or as magazines call him,JuJu.
"SHEESAN!GET ME A COFFEE!THE NEXT MODELS ARE COMING IN AND I NEED TO BE READY FOR THIS" coffee? That was a first"black?" "No,make it extra creamy,I need to be on my best behavior" best behavior? Who where these guys? Prophets? As I made Juh Hans coffee I started to let my mind wonder away at who these people could be,I wondered if they where from America, Japan? "SHEESAN!" "COMING".
As I walked back I heard Juh Han talking to someone about a concept" oh,here is my assistant Sheesan,Sheesan meet EXO"
The cup dropped from my hand,
EXO?
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