( 𠈔 ) 𝖲𝖺𝖾 𝗶𝘁𝗼𝘀𝗵𝗶

Sariha Killah was a well-known model. Her face appeared in major campaigns, and her name carried weight in the industry. A couple of years ago, she moved to Spain to get better photoshoots and earn more money, even though she wasn't originally from there.

Her manager came up with a different proposal: a photo shoot with a handsome, young Japanese midfielder… Sae Itoshi. He said that this combination would attract attention and boost both of their popularity.

Sae's secretary and her manager arranged everything in a professional studio, with lights ready and a perfectly prepared environment.

When they arrived, Sae was already there. She was wearing her session clothes: a white shirt, slightly unbuttoned, and over her shoulder, a jacket or sweater that she held without much interest.

They both sat and waited while the team finished the preparations. He was on his phone, checking social media… ignoring her. His attitude was clearly cold, distant, as if none of it mattered to him.

The silence lasted a few seconds, until his voice was heard, serious and emotionless.

— "I don't know anything about modeling, sorry."

Sae spoke in Japanese, without really looking at her. She still didn't speak Spanish fluently. You understood Japanese, so you were surprised that she spoke first, even if she seemed reluctant.