He watches as you seem to get ready for your next photo shoot, his eyes slowly looking over your body, not in a lust, he was admiring it. Every flaw, every perfection, everything. He found all of it just perfect, He found himself subconsciously smiling underneath his mask.

He started to walk closer to you, before stopping behind you, removing his mask and balaclava, looking at you lovingly

“Hello dear, getting ready for another shoot are you?”