The lights were on and flashes were coming from every angle. LuHan stood closely to Jay as his arms ran through his hair. He noticed that he only reached up to Jay's neck and how defined his collarbone was. Jay's naturally pale face could make anyone believe he was Apollo, LuHan kept staring closely and then heard his name being called, "LuHan, LuHan!". He snapped out of it and the photographer, Mark Fernando, had an unpleased look on his face. "What do you think you're doing? Today you haven't been taking any good shots whatsoever. At least when you're in the presence of a great model like Jay, try to push yourself harder! Everyone take a break!", LuHan felt embarassed, he wasn't ever asked to retake shots. He went back to his dressing room and plopped on the couch. He reached into his back pocket and took out his iPhone. For a long time he stared at the lock screen, which was a picture of him and Sehun, he sighed and went to his photo album. Browsing through the pics, he found his favorite one.

     LuHan looked up and there was Jay, staring down at him. He jumped up and quickly locked his phone. Jay sat down next to him and said, "I've never seen anyone look so depressed while looking at a blank screen. What's wrong?" "Thanks for the concern, but it's nothing just stress," LuHan answered back strongly. "Look I'll just get straight to the point, I want you. And I'll get anything I want." LuHan stared back at Jay in shock. "Are you willing to help me, even if I betray you?" "All I ask is for you to be mine, for one year and I'll help you in anything. I came all the way here just for you and I'm not going to leave empty handed." "Help me get him back to my side," LuHan was holding a picture of Jay's one and only enemy.