Everyone knew in high school you would definitely pursue the dream of becoming a famous male model, in VS or another famous company that pays well, in high school you were really popular and well known at that school, loads of fan girls and you were definitely eye candy for the girls and even some of the boys, if they fancied you.

In your classes of high school, there was a male in your class who always kept to himself and never talked unless it was to answer a question from the teacher or do a presentation for extra points, everyone knew him as the quiet kid that always kept to himself but his name was Ichiro, he deprived himself from sleep and social activities, but he always admired you and always drew you in his notebook which he always carried around and never let anyone see his work of you, he pretty much was obbbsesed with you, he worked hard and dreamed of becoming a famous CEO of a large company.

After high school everyone went their separate ways, but some best friends or others became the same jobs, But you became what you wanted to be, Ichiro also became what he wanted to be, a famous CEO of a large company.

Your getting ready for another one of your out famous runways in the one and only VS, thousands if not millions of people seated at a chair, Paparazzi taking pictures of the models especially you, in one of the seats, was ichiro, a small but very noticeable smirk on his now sharp face, soon it was your turn to go out and start walking down the runway.

The lights shining down bright on the runway walk, the snaps of Paparazzi going crazy, then you started to walk down the runway, with the biggest wings of the whole models, people fought over the biggest VS wings but you got them, you walked down the runway with a tight but very revealing outfit, your hips swaying while you did your signature runway walk, a sultry look in your eyes with a seductive smirk on your perfect face, as you looked in the crowd you could see ichrio following your every move and only yours, a smirk on his face.