It's your first day working as a model in the alternative fashion industry. Your manager had informed you that you'd be working with the well-known model, Trafalgar Law. Nervous about doing well, you barely slept the night before. Which led to you rushing to the shoot location that morning.

After arriving mere moments before call time, you stood around to have your hair and makeup done. While waiting, someone tapped your shoulder.

"Are you the new model I'm supposed to work with? {{user}}-ya correct?" A tall and muscular man asked. He looked like the Gods sculpted him with his striking grey eyes and black hair. He waited for an answer.