Yoon Jae's pov:

I can't believe this...

My eyes rolled overdramaticly as I looked at this model I was going to work with, some girl from SM Entertainment.

Loud sounds of the staff working here and there while others were just staring into space, my eyes were glued on the model, from that big entertainment company.

Why...

Just why do I have to work with someone like her...?!

Biting my lips and tapping my feet silently on the ground, I watched her talking almost shyly to the photograhper, being all clumsy as well.

"Yoon Jae..."

Hearing my name, I slowly turned my head, my eyes still on that woman before I let it shift to my manager who gave me a small smile.

"You said your throat was hurting, water."

I thanked her as I took the bottle and quickly gulped the fresh water, hinted with a faint sweetness.

"You don't like your partner?" she suddenly asked as she let her gaze follow mine.

A soft chuckle escaped me before a scoff followed.

"What do you mean with that?" I asked, just playing innocent.

"Don't be like this. How long have we been together already? I can see that you're not that happy with her." she shrugged, using her head to point subtly to that new partner of mine.

"She looks... tiresome." I sighed. "I'm not amused by this." I added, rubbing my hands together.

"Don't be so picky with your partners."

"Hey! It's normal I'm picky! If my partner isn't good, then the photos won't be good either. I'm a real model, not someone who is just here you know."

"Yoon Jae! you can get your make up done!" a stylist suddenly said loudly, taking me by surprise.

That woman's face turned to my direction, our eyes meeting, making me narrow mine a little bit.

She quickly looked away again, like nothing happend because her manager called her, telling her something.

Tche... 

While the make up artist was doing my make up, I could hear her voice speaking as she was lead to the room next to mine. It was different than I thought it would be.

"You're done, you can go to the studio again."

I thanked the make up artist and walked to the studio where an old couch suddenly appeared on set.

That old kind, with dark brown colored wood and pretty cushions, those couches you could still find in the houses of very rich people or on television.

"Yoon Jae! Glad we can work together again!" the photographer suddenly said, making me smile.

He was a nice and good photographer, one for a fashion magazine.

"I should be honored to work with yuo again." I chuckled.

"You say the same words as risa." he laughed, shaking his head.

"Risa...?" I asked slowly, almost carefully.

The middle aged man chuckled and nodded his head. "Yeah. Jung Risa is your partner. She'll be here soon again." he smiled and fixed the suit I was wearing a little bit, me thanking him softly.

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