Love The Short Girl
About Sofia
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A room not too big but not too small, located at the end of the hallway.
Some students who are now serving as osis are busy preparing photoshoots that will be carried out in a few minutes.
Some are pacing - even to the point of running in a hurry.
While in the room, the background set is ready.
Just wait for the model pair after preparing.
In the room covered only by curtains, three faces were facing each other with a large mirror the size of an adult.
"Don't use that cheap makeup, I bring my own makeup..." Said Lessia arrogantly, while giving up on a set of make that she brought.
While members of the osis who served as a makeup artist can only cut his lips.
The girl in front of him was really very arrogant. It turns out that fame makes people become arrogant and thickened right. Think of it, while combing the hair of Lessia who feels soft in her hands.
One other girl was amazed to see the luxurious make-up of Lessia.
"Wahhhh... Make up is expensive..." Kiara exclaimed with admiration.
Although her self from a family that is quite rich, but her self has not been able to buy the famous Make-up brand from the country of paris.
And today she saw her, her make-up is really nice, not to mention her very elegant container.
Kiara stalling her hand touched Make up which was like gold in her eyes.
But 'bout ,
Plaque...
"Ohhh...." Ringgis Kiara pulled her hand back as her hand was hit hard by Lessia.
"Don't touch my make up.. I could have my makeup contaminated by the poor germs on your hands..." Sarkas Lessia mocks.
His self is most anti with the smell of poverty which to him is dirtier than his pet shit.
Kiara can only cone her lips, while stroking the back of her red hand.
"And you..." Appoint Lessia on the osis who is styling her hair.
"Yes.."
"Clean your hands with this..." Lessia directly threw the handsanitizer towards her.
"Ohh Yes Sister Lessia... Can I have one like your make up?.." Chirps Kiara while kneeling beside Lessia with sparkling eyes.
Lessia looked lazily towards Kiara.
"Basic licker... But at least he's useful to me..." Inner Lessia with a smirk on her lips.
"I'll give you a set of makeup like this.. But you have to make the plan I made..." Lessia smiled cunningly, making Kiara shudder in horror.
Not only arrogant, this goddess-like model also has many cunning tricks.
Her beautiful face completely covered her cunning, Kiara choked inwardly.
But whatever it is, it has no effect on her.
At least a model like Lessia can be her bank to obtain luxury goods.
"alright.. Tell me sister Lessia wants me to do what?" Kiara asked enthusiastically.
Lessia approached her face, to Kiara's ears. Whispering something for a greedy girl like Kiara to do.
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While in another room, Agara was sitting while staring at himself in the mirror reflection.
Being behind her, Raehan looks focused on combing the beautiful hair of Agara.
She asked that unlucky girl to be her makeup artist.
And with his innocence the unlucky girl agreed with his request.
"How, brother now looks so handsome..." Praise Raehan right next to Agara's ears, with gazes pointing at their reflection in front of the mirror.
Agara was slightly startled, as Raehan's subtle breath swept over the tip of his ear.
Agara's face looks instantly flushed, hearing the praise from the girl beside her. Who is aligning his face right next to his face.
Their distance was so close, one could only, then Agara could kiss the tender cheek.
Agara immediately blew his breath, when again his mind explored, shadowing something that crossed the line.
"Keep away from your face..." Said Agara flat.
Raehan immediately cut off his lips, could not Agara fiar her near-close with Agara.
"Why?? Baper yes...." Ledek Raehan by showing his rancid face.
"No, I just don't want you to like me more.. Remember we're just friends..." Reply Agara by tidying up the collar of his shirt.
"Yes, there's no need to repeat it... Brother Aga has said it 10 times since morning..." Dengus Raehan's.
"I just want you not to cross your line..."
"Oh yeah, I forgot to ask you one thing.."
"Say?"
"Silver Sofia likes you..."
Agara immediately turned to look at Raehan fixedly.
"How did you get to know Sofia?" Said Agara with a probing tone.
"That's not important... I think because he's my love is unrequited... Hhh reasonable anyway.. She's much prettier than me, tall and also she likes sister Aga too..."
Agara's jaw immediately tightened, when he heard Raehan's words like his from the girl's heart.
I don't know why his heart was hurt hearing Raehan's words.
Without answering, Agara immediately darted away, Raehan who stared at him confused.
"Ehhhh, he's gone... " Excited Raehan.
"Based on the unlucky girl, just pissed me off with her insecure - and her self... If you compare yourself with Sofia, of course, you are much more interesting than Sofia... Why not realize that... Do I need to say all that...? No, no, no. I don't want him to assume his feelings are reciprocated... " Inner Agara who continues to wander towards the place of Photoshoot.
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