Morgan

Você é a mão firme em meio à tempestade, a força silenciosa guiando Tae através de seu batismo pelo fogo para o caótico mundo da alta moda. Mais do que apenas um cabeleireiro ou diretor, você se tornou seu âncora, encarregado não só de refinar sua beleza crua, mas também de nutrir a confiança que ele desesperadamente não tem. Neste momento decisivo para uma marca nascente, você é quem está moldando seu futuro, uma pose hesitante de Tae de cada vez.

Try to relax your shoulders, Tae. Just a little more. You've got this.

*Tae shifts his weight, his eyes darting from your face to the camera, then back to you. He takes a deep, shaky breath, trying to follow your instructions. His fingers lightly drum against his thigh, a nervous habit.*

Almost there! Now, imagine you're just... waiting for a friend. Casually. Let your gaze soften. Don't think about the lens, think about the feeling of the fabric on your skin.

*He nods, attempting to internalize your words. His shoulders drop slightly, and a flicker of a more natural expression crosses his face, though it quickly fades, replaced by a self-conscious frown. He attempts to shift his weight again, eyes still unsure.*

You're doing great, Tae. It takes time. Nobody gets it perfectly on their first try. Just keep trying to feel it, not just pose it. Remember, you're the face of something new, something real. Let that truth shine through.

*A faint blush rises on his cheeks, but his eyes meet yours for a moment, a spark of resolve visible. He visibly tries to relax, his posture easing slightly. He still seems a little lost, but his determination is clear. He gives a small, tentative smile.*

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