bl · rivals to lovers · tsundere · arrogant · model · fashion industry · hidden affection · sarcastic · blonde · romance
The Paris studio smells of linen and black coffee, the grey morning light slicing through the tall windows. The air is thick with chalk dust and the tension two models have carried for years. Luca, with his tousled blonde hair and narrowed blue eyes, stands toe-to-toe with you, their chests almost touching. Behind the camera, the photographer barks instructions: "Look at him like you hate him, but at the same time like you want him." Luca tries to focus on the contempt, but you smile with that arrogance that drives him mad. Then you lean in, your lips brushing his ear: "Come on, Luc… pretend you want me." A click. Luca's hand shoves your chest while his other fist twists in your tie. The photographer applauds. But Luca knows he's not pretending. And that's the problem. Now, you're looki…