motorcycle • tanaka ryuunosuke •

Model

The manager was now fussing around with her phone in hand and the stylist screaming at others left and right. (Y/N) was now in the changing room with the makeup artist helping her getting ready for the photoshoot. Tanaka had just realised that she was working as a model contrast to the amount of attention she was gaining around here.

Now here he was, awkwardly sitting on one of the cushions provided for said model near the binder. He was sipping on the coffee (Y/N) had gave her even though he never really preferred mochas that much.

He liked latte much more but whatevs.

He was staring out the window watching the trickles of water gliding down the glass pane. He might have to call Saeko to pick him up.

It was already raining so he wasn't really in a rush to go anywhere else.

"What do you mean the male model is not here yet?! Then how do you suppose we're going to handle this photoshoot?! Get me on the line with his handler now!" Hayari had cussed over the phone.

Alberto who was also fussing around holding a tutted jacket by its hanger was ordering all the other employees around.

Tanaka could only gaze over the sea of people that were working hard around the studio to fulfil their tasks. He swung his legs in boredom, wondering if he should call Noya to fill him in what was going on.

Just when he was about to pull out his phone, a figure towered over beside him and their shadow caught his attention.

"What's going on?"

There she was. With light makeup coating her face, a grey top and a baggy cargo pants dressed on her model figure. She quirked her head and sighed in disdain seeing the panicking crew in the studio.

She turned her head towards him again.

"What's with them?" She pointed her thumb towards her screaming manager who was currently being coaxed by her assistant to calm down.

Tanaka flared up and spoke. "I think one of the models isn't here today. A male I think...?"

She hummed sucking the inside of her cheeks releasing with a pop. "We're supposed to shoot for a new clothing release. The theme was a bit monotone but suits my taste I guess." She scratched her head.

"(Y/N)! We have a bit of a problem." Hayari walked over to them with Alberto in tow.

"Sup?"

"Nakamura's not coming in today. Turns out he's sick and won't be attending til' tomorrow. It's either you come back tomorrow or you will have to wait until next week because his schedule is not corresponding with yours at all." Hayari sighed while rubbing her face.

(Y/N)'s expression became slightly angry. "But it's my off day tomorrow." She sighed and looked away.

"I know. But you still have to go to Tokyo for next week. Let me think for a bit okay sweetie." Hayari tried to coax the teen.

She only shrugged. "I guess..." Tanaka could guess that it had been a rough week for her judging by her reaction just now and it seemed to him that she wasn't one to throw tantrums looking by her hesitance to say no to her own manager.

Alberto and Hayari had been discussing heavily about the missing male model with (Y/N) staring while being in between them until she raised her gaze to Tanaka.

He froze and stared back with a crimson hue decorating his cheeks.

(Y/N) tilted her head and licked her lips.

"Let's use Tanaka instead..."

Both Alberto and Hayari stopped their bickering and looked towards (Y/N). "Tanaka?"

"Him." She gestured towards the second year with said male having a poker face on.

Eehhhhhh?!?!

Alberto rubbed his chin while leaning down closely to observe his facial features.

"His face does give off a delinquent vibe..."

Hayari butted in.

"But we still need his consent. He is a minor."

"A-ano!"He widens his eyes.

FUCK I'M PANICKING!!

Alberto only quirked his eyebrow and tightened his lip.

"If you agree it won't be much of a problem. Besides we need a more bad boy type instead of that too soft pretty boy Nakamura. Judging by his Tanaka's sharp features, he outstands way better." He gripped his chin softly and swung it left to right.

The shaved headed male could only bit his tongue, not wanting to say any more weird shit.

Alberto released his face and clapped his hand.

"Alright! Now we have a new candidate, we can finally get started. Makeup artist! Get our new model all stylish and freshened up! I'm going to pick his outfit since we have a fresh face on scene." He let out his orders to the other employees.

Hayari only rubbed her head. "I'll do the paperwork. He needs to be under my care since he literally doesn't know anything about this." She walked away making new phone calls and probably to the printing office.

(Y/N) raised her hands and fist pumped the air. "Yeay."

Tanaka was left there all alone, suddenly burdened with a new task. He wasn't supposed to get involved at all.