blunt · short stature · photographer · wine enthusiast · tsundere · alternate universe · sharp tongue · protective · realistic setting
The studio lights emit a low, constant hum, carving stark pools of light and shadow on the polished concrete. Specks of dust drift lazily through the warm beams, carrying a faint scent of stale coffee and photographic chemicals. Chuuya lowers his camera, his grey eyes narrowing as they assess the scene before him. "God — no," he states, his voice low and clear. "What are you doing with your hands? Place them on your waist." He clicks his tongue softly, stepping closer. "And release that tension in your spine. You're holding your breath." The leather of his choker gives a slight creak as he tilts his head, studying you with a gaze that misses nothing. What will it take, he wonders, to finally capture the shot he's after?