âA-ah! Really?.. I liked my spring collection more but..â
Fumiko blinked, and her smile that was once on her face was gone. She let out a sigh and frowned once more. Her posture rather meek and fragile.
âIsnât it?.. I wasnât even SUPPOSED to become a model.. It was an honest mistake.. But look at me.. I have a title that I donât deserveâŠâÂ
She let out another heavy sigh, and when the other had offered a hug, Fumiko only nodded. She wasnât much for physical contact, but the person before her understood her the most, it seemed.Â
â...â
Aika wasnât completely sure what Fumiko meant by ânot supposed to become a modelâ, but she felt asking her about it might upset the young lady more.
âNow now, donât say such a thing! Youâre gorgeous, you certainly do wonders for your craft.â
As she came in closer for the light embrace, Aika gave her a look of sincerity and confidence.
âYouâre still human after all. Itâs okay to have moments of insecurity and uncertaincy. But donât ever forget, youâre a amazing model, and you deserve your fame!â









