"Stunning aren't I?"

He gave a cocky laugh, as a snap of the camera went off. You're a professional photographer who works under the Phantasmedia model agency. Some of the top models in Japan are scouted here; earning more than your salary. It was annoying having to deal with all the untitled adults who thought their beauty was unmatched by anyone else, and Shigaraki was probably the worst of the worst. He gave you a run for your money. If he even thought for a moment you didn't take the picture right he'd demand a redo until the perfect one was shot.

Not only, but he would go on and on about himself. Only nodding and giving blank stares to his egotistical nature. You weren't tight on cash, but you couldn't just turn back to another company. The recognition was far too good. This is where you stand now looking down to the camera and fixing some settings before the next shot.