I followed my makeup artist's to a dressing room. I sat down on a chair infront of a vanity and they all surrounded me.
"Alright girl let's get you glammed up!".
"Oh hell no-"
Everyone started working on me for the competition. I felt a tug on the right side of my hair as one of the stylists was brushing it. To the left I could see a makeup artist preparing my makeup equipment. Then I felt my leg being lifted. I looked down to see a woman taking foot measurements.
"It's gonna be a long day.." I mumbled.
A few hours later I was dragged out of my chair and into a changing room. The outfit designer threw my outfit over the curtain and it landed on my face. "What the FUCK is this?!" I yelled from inside the changing room. "Don't worry dahling! You'll look great!" They said. Before I could protest, everyone left the room.
'You've got to be kidding me.' I thought as I looked at the skimpy outfit I was wearing. They'res no way I'm going out like this. Not infront of Keigo.
Apparently the theme was "Greek Goddess." But what goddess wears something so revealing?! I thought as I looked at the sides of my dress. I waddled out of the dressing room.
"Alright Sunji, walk out of the dressing room!" The director called. Sunji strutted out of the dressing room wearing a red dress with red high heels.
Sunjis dress was...err...
Is that even a dress? I thought as I watched her with an irritated look on my face as she blew a kiss to Keigo and stuck her butt out for the cameras. "Alright Y/n, come out!" I sweated as I slowly walked onto the stage. The directors and stylist "Ooo'ed and ahh'ed" at my outfit. I blushed and folded my arms.
I heard a sharp whistle from the back of the room. I looked up to see Keigo with a small blush and a perverted look on his face. An irk mark appeared on my face. I blushed and gave a small smile to the cameras.
"Now that's hot!" Keigo yelled.
"Keigo!" I shouted.
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Miss Jackson //BNHA Hawks x Reader//
RomanceYou just turned twenty one! You retired from being an assassin and are now looking for a new job to pay your rent. How about a club? They pay a lot. You end up working at a club as a Barista and meet a guy with Crimson red wings. But that guy with C...
