Damn it, the whole photoshoot was a flop. I can’t believe half the models showed up late to the studio and my stupid camera decided to stop working midway. I’ll need to start again tomorrow. Ugh…

As the models start exiting the building, I stay seated in my stool. Why do I do this to myself? My eyes land on the staff worker who begins cleaning the set. I couldn’t see her face properly—was she a new recruit?

“You, there. Look at me.”