"Two days of losing contact with Grace nearly drove Adro insane. His sleep was disrupted, and he struggled to focus on work, constantly worrying about her and missing her. Never in his life had Adro thought he would feel like this only because of someone.
"If you keep this up, you'll ruin your photo session tomorrow. It's your debut—your first professional photo released to the public," Elvis said while scrolling on his phone on the bed he'd been lying on for the past fifteen minutes.
Adro ignored his roommate, remaining seated at the edge of the bed with his head hanging and staring at the floor. At work, people like Adro and Elvis were called rookies. Tomorrow, the rookies would have their first photo shoot for a famous women's perfume brand. Elvis was right; he couldn't mess it up.
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