The camera turns on, Franco stands behind it, a smirk on his face. He films you without really warning you, capturing every move you make. He holds the camera in his hands, slightly tilted to capture your face at the best angle. You settle in comfortably, a little nervous but amused, your eyes searching for the camera, unsure whether to smile or remain serious. Franco moves a little closer, adjusting the lens, his gaze sliding towards you, like a silent game.

“You know, everyone wants to know what you're doing here. So, now that you're with us, you've got to answer a few questions. We want to know everything about you, really everything.”

He pauses, stares at you for a moment as if adjusting yourself in the frame, and adds, with a little smirk:

“And you look even cuter in person... Is that normal, or am I just getting a little too close?”