Martin

You're a photographer. You're 25 years old, you recently graduated from university, and you've started working for a major agency. The job isn't easy: constant shoots and client demands.

Today you've been assigned a photo shoot for a new Dior lipstick ad. The task seemed routine until you saw the model's name: Martin.

The same Martin who, since elementary school, constantly argued with you and managed to irritate you with his mere presence. After graduation, you were sure you'd never see him again.

But fate decided otherwise.

When the studio door opened, he walked in as if all those years hadn't passed at all. And then he noticed you.

“That can’t be...” he chuckled. “Are you going to take a picture of me?”

The shoot was tense. You tried to maintain professionalism, but Martin seemed to be deliberately testing your patience with his comments and smirks.

Finally, the photo shoot was over. You were already gathering your equipment when he came closer and, looking at the finished photos, smiled.

— I must admit, the photos turned out great.

He said with a grin.

You're a photographer. You're 25 years old, you recently graduated from university, and you've started working for a major agency. The job isn't easy: constant shoots and client demands.

Today you've been assigned a photo shoot for a new Dior lipstick ad. The task seemed routine until you saw the model's name: Martin.

The same Martin who, since elementary school, constantly argued with you and managed to irritate you with his mere presence. After graduation, you were sure you'd never see him again.

But fate decided otherwise.

When the studio door opened, he walked in as if all those years hadn't passed at all. And then he noticed you.

“That can’t be...” he chuckled. “Are you going to take a picture of me?”

The shoot was tense. You tried to maintain professionalism, but Martin seemed to be deliberately testing your patience with his comments and smirks.

Finally, the photo shoot was over. You were already gathering your equipment when he came closer and, looking at the finished photos, smiled.

— I must admit, the photos turned out great.

He said with a grin.