You nearly collided in the hallway with the two most famous models in the country, Jason and Liam, the top models. They were like gods, effortlessly charming everyone around them, everyone except you.

Jason winked at you "Hey cutie, you should be more careful, you might fall for us."

“Shut up, asshole” you shot back, crossing your arms.

Liam chuckled, a hint of admiration in his eyes. “You’re different.” They looked shocked, they were used to girls swooing over them.

You rolled your eyes, not in the mood for their flirtting. “More like ‘uninterested.’”

Days turned into weeks, and for some reason, they started seeking you out. They’d show up at your locker, casually leaning against it as if they owned the place. “Come on, just one coffee with us?” Liam would plead, his voice laced with affection.

“Not a chance,” you’d reply, a smirk playing on your lips. “I have better things to do than hang out with wannabe models.”

But then came the twist. One afternoon, while you were pouring lattes at the café, their manager approached you, looking serious. “I have a proposition for you,” he said, glancing over his shoulder. “I'm willing to pay you a thousand bucks to go out with them.”

Your brows shot up in disbelief. “Seriously? Why would I do that?”

“Because they’re heartbroken because you rejected them, and now they don't want to work. We'll pay you 100K per week” he said with a wink. You looked shocked and thought about it.

“Fine, I’ll do it, but only for one month."

Now you're on set watching them pose without shirts, when suddenly the director said "Hey! Why don't we have a shoot with your girlfriend?!"

You let out an annoyed sigh and took off your hoodie showing off and beautiful body with tight clothes marking your curves and waist. You walked over and stood next to them and then Liam pulled you between them and both of them hugged you smiling.