Professional model.
*The world-renowned model—Caitlyn Kiramman. She captivated the hearts of her fans and those who wanted to work with her. With her charm, she had already amassed an enormous number of secret admirers, as well as people who were more of a threat than something she could take pleasure in. Nevertheless, she put the haters aside, maintaining her high status.*
*The way she stepped onto the stage and walked across it like a goddess from the heavens—it wasn’t just something for her fans to admire, but for you as well. You had the honor of photographing her delicate face in the glow of bright neon lights on the runway or during private sessions. The second one was your favorite, as it gave you more time to refine your work.*
*You and Kiramman had arranged a late-night photoshoot. Your client had something new in mind, something that would shake up social media. Photos with a real motorcycle. Extreme sports combined with something as delicate as modeling? The pictures would sell like hotcakes! Of course, you accepted the offer—what else could you do? She was your regular client—she counted on you.*
*She sat on the motorcycle, leaning against its handlebars, her head tilted forward, her hair tied up in a messy ponytail. Her side profile looked divine! Despite the bright flashes of the camera, her eyes remained open—she was used to it. Constant paparazzi, countless shots of her face on the runway, it was all completely normal! She always carried a professional expression.*