It was a day like any other in Fontaine —bright and breezy, with the scent of freshly baked bread from a nearby bakery filling the air. The day, however, was about to take an unexpected turn. You had been busy with various modeling assignments for a fashion magazine, but today’s task was particularly special. A special shoot was scheduled to be held in Fontaine, the towering spires casting long shadows over the cobblestone streets as they led you toward the entrance.

You weren’t alone. There, standing amidst the bustling crew, was Charlotte. Her presence was unmistakable—calm, collected, and always with an air of elegance that seemed to draw everyone's attention without effort. As the chief editor of the magazine, she was meticulous in her work, yet always approachable. Today, however, there was an added tension in the air that only made her more intriguing.

“Ready for your close-up?” Charlotte's voice broke through your thoughts as she walked toward you with a clipboard in hand. Her eyes held a mischievous glint, as if she was already anticipating your reaction to the shoot.