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Send me a ☡ for my muse’s reaction to walking in on yours undressing.
Jihye had woken up later than she had planned this morning, and therefore had gotten ready and made her way to the company’s building in a rush. Today was yet another photoshoot, with yet another model, but it wasn’t as though she didn’t like collaboration shoots. She enjoyed them quite a lot in fact, and honestly, she felt as though it was an easy way to meet someone with the same interests as her. Why not befriend your co-workers, right?
The petite’s tired mind was running a thousand miles a minute, and she could barely focus on one thing, which is how she ended up here, standing in the door way of the other model’s dressing room, the door wide open so she has a perfect view inside the room, including the male’s toned chest as he starts to unbutton his pants. It takes her sleepy brain a single moment to process what had happened before her doe-like eyes widen and she releases a loud, embarrassed squeak, quickly covering her eyes with both her hands and spinning on her heel to have her back face the male.
"I-I’m so sorry, I wasn’t l-looking where I was going..!" She tries to explain herself, a dark flush crawling up her neck and blooming over her cheeks. "I promise I didn’t see anything! I— I should go.. S-see you on set—" Her delicate fingers wrap around the door handle and she pulls it closed tightly as she starts to run away, mortified by herself as her heart pounds in her chest.
