Being a model was simple upfront, pose, and get a photo taken. It is that simple, if you overlook the constant hopping of trends, strict guidelines, and criticism.

Chuuya was your photographer. He was, for the most part, nice. Though, sometimes he could get frustrated whenever you couldn’t do the poses properly.

“God— no, what’re you doing with your hands? Put them on your waist.”

“And don’t look so tense.”

He groaned in frustration, moving his camera to the side.