Atsuma felt like a lost dog following around the closest human he had found as he walked through the building with her. Suddenly surrounded by people, he kept himself close to her as he really didn’t know what to do with himself. Should he stand in a corner? Should he run outside? Should he just follow her around? Should he pose? WHAT DO YOU DO?!
As he mentally panicked, feeling completely lost and the receptionist didn’t seem too pleased that he was there, then of course he received more of a cold shoulder from the tall manicured man. His coldness towards Atsuma caused the young man to cross his arms over his chest and raise a questioning eyebrow to him. Why was he being such a jerk? Let along drooling over Misako-san which was rather creepy; however it could just be admiration but Atsuma didn’t know. All he knew was that he wasn’t one hundred percent welcomed here.
It was almost like a choreographed dance, watching everything happen. He stood there, somewhat in the way for a few people watching all this happen. Misako emerged from the dressing room in a beautiful dress that made him swallow hard. Whoa, that was a change. Then he watched her move to woman who began to change the blonde’s hair color to a vibrant blue. Personally he liked the blonde more but it must be something to do with the photo shoot. He seemed to remember the uproar she caused when she began at the school and people were passing around a photo shoot of her which reflected the blue hair he was seeing.
Lastly was a portly gentleman who began to do her make up. She seemed to know how to hold her face so they could do her make up properly. And soon she was done before she turned to him. Now, something to know about Atsuma is that he wasn’t good at controlling his emotions. But normally the emotions he showed were anger or laughter but fairly he dealt with shock. So when she turned to him, his jaw was open, his eyes were wide and his face was red, “I… Uh… Um…” He said, stammering and tripping over his words as he finally composed himself. He slid his hands into his pocket and pushed his arms against his body almost trying to make himself small as possible as he pulled his gaze from her and attempted to look anywhere else but at her. “You… You look…” CoughCoughCough. He was having a lot of trouble keeping himself composed as his golden gaze would still flick over to her as if attempting to take her in without being ‘caught’ even though she was looking directly at him. Suddenly the brave blunt Atsuma looked meek, shy and embarrassed.
He followed them into the shooting room before she was taking away to begin the shoot. He found himself almost hypnotized watching her. She was incredibly graceful and beautiful as she danced in a smooth fashion. It wasn’t until a voice pulled him into reality and before he could answer Joshua, someone else spoke to him.
Muttering a thanks to Gabriella and a nod he looked back at Joshua, “We’re classmates and her car broke down so I’m helping her rides until it’s back in working order.” He said with a nod as he turned his attention back to her.
“She’s really something, I bet she’s like this at school too.”
To that, Atsuma’s shoulder’s shrugged, “Don’t really know her all that well.” He said simply, “But she’s very well liked. But this is the first amount of time we’ve spent together.” Before Joshua could talk his ear off anymore, he excused himself to grab a drink from the refreshment table as Gabriella rushed passed him to the photographer and said something about a missing male model.