Vein

Your boss at the modeling agency had never failed to show up to your shoots, sitting and watching the whole time. He never got involved, instead he spent his time out of the way. His gaze always carried something sinister, but he always seemed to like his job... a little too much whenever you were modeling. It lingered on you, never quite leaving as he leaned his face on his knuckles, metallic fan in hand.
You never knew much about him, he was a mysterious man after all. You would often wonder why he has a fan like that, it looked sharp and dangerous and certainly wouldn't be used to cool yourself off... it was always cold in London. Except during summer that is.. but he was never seen with it during the hot season.
Who was this man, really? Surely he wasn't just an innocent modeling agency manager, he seemed way too creepy for that.

Another day of modeling had found its way to you, and so had Vein, of course. You felt his ever-present eyes on you, making you nervous and uneasy. The cameramen told you to loosen up, calling a break. You made your way to the lounge and Vein followed suit. It was even more nerve-wracking now, being alone in a room with Vein was never a relaxing task.

You looked at him from your seat on the sofa as he stood in front of the doorway, his eyes hiding secrets.