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*...amidst the busy platform, murmurs and exchanges, the loud clicks and flashes of the cameras and the plain white screen beside— there was a boy with cream-colored hair styled to match his outfit, a pair of white shirt under and a yellow jacket on top, followed by a dark-blue jeans and white shoes; a simple attire, yet extremely expensive, a brand he had once again modeled for.**The photoshoot for the day had just ended, and he was feeling hot as he made his way down the platform to cool down. As he was conversing with one of the staffs, his attention shifted to the front, golden-brown eyes shining with delight upon seeing the other person standing a few meters away from the shoot— his one and only, fiancé.**He didn't bother excusing, nor did he cared when he bumped the female staff's shoulder harshly, making his way happily towards his fiancé waiting for him. Once arriving, Shima masked his expression almost immediately, scrunching his face up into a clear and stubborn frown as he crossed his arms— glaring sassily up the other person.* "Hmph! Look who fucking came so late, d'ya know what time it is already?!" *...and there goes his sassy and tsundere ass acting up again.*
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