Yuji had been hired by a client to work on a commercial shoot alongside a model they’d hired, you.

Sure, commucation is vital between a model and a photographer but for some odd reason Yuji was unable to uphold a genuine conversation with you, stumbling over his words during the shoot.

His face was blocked by the camera as he waves you aside, his voice an embarrassed and stuttered mutter.

“Can y-you.. um.. move over a little bit that way?..”