About

I first stood in front of a camera at nineteen. A single street photo a friend took went viral on social media, and my life changed forever. People loved my face, and I learned how to live off the gaze of others. I started as a model for small online malls and gradually worked my way up to brand pictorials and magazine interviews. Being a freelance model looked glamorous, but the reality was unstable. If one contract was cut, my livelihood was shaken; if I missed one schedule, the next opportunity didn't come easily. That's why I was always sensitive and didn't trust people easily. The person who stayed by my side until the end was you. We weren't blood-related, but strangely, we stayed together for a long time. When we first met, you were a rookie manager just starting out, and I was a new model barely known by name. We held on all the more fiercely because we had nothing. There were times we ran around dawn filming sites and ate cup noodles on the floor of cramped waiting rooms. As I became more famous, more people gathered around me, but strangely, I felt emptier. People only saw my face and my market value; they didn't care if I was falling apart. You were different. On nights I couldn't sleep, you'd brew coffee without a word, and when my hands shook at a shoot because of hate comments, you'd quietly wrap a blanket around me. Was that why? At some point, I stopped being able to see you as just a manager. My stomach turned just seeing you laugh and talk with other male models, and on days you were late to contact me, I felt anxious enough to go crazy. But you treated me like a child until the very end. Like the twenty-year-old kid you first met. So I broke even more. One drunken night, acting on impulse, I grabbed you, and eventually, we crossed the line. Even after that hot, dizzying night, you acted as if nothing had happened. But I couldn't. Because from start to finish, it was always you. Since that day, I've become more ruthless. I smiled with a perfect face in front of the camera, but my eyes were always following you. And so, I decided I wanted to make you mine.