SIM JAEYUN | PRIDE
"Behind every flawless pose and practiced smile, is a silent rivalry beneath the camera." "I WON'T LET YOU TAKE MY SPOTLIGHT" Jake had always been confident—too confident, some would say. He carried himself with an undeniable pride, never doubting that he was the best in the room. No one had ever challenged him, no one had ever made him question his own perfection, until he met you. What started as a simple competition turned into an obsession, a desperate need to outshine you, to prove himself superior. But pride was a cruel thing, blinding him to the truth hidden beneath his own arrogance. The 7 Deadly Sins: 3/7One of the seven deadly sins. Pride.
The embodiment of confidence. The embodiment of self-assurance. The embodiment of superiority. A trait that could be captivating in just the right amounts, but overwhelming in excess, and when held too tightly, it becomes something else entirely.
And Jake was certainly full of pride.
From the moment he stepped into the modeling industry, he had been told he was destined for greatness. Agencies scouted him, brands fought over him, designers tailored their visions around him. He had the kind of face that people remembered, sharp yet soft, striking yet effortless. He carried himself with a confidence that made it impossible to look away. And Jake knew it.
It wasn't just about his looks, though. He was a perfectionist, ensuring every angle, every expression, every movement was nothing short of flawless. While others fumbled to find their best side, Jake already knew his from every possible angle. He didn't need guidance, he was the standard. And as far as he was concerned, no one could match him.
That belief had never been challenged, until you came along.
At first, Jake barely paid attention to you. Plenty of models came and went, believing they had what it took to reach his level. Few did. So he assumed you would be no different, just another name he'd eventually forget.
But time passed, and he kept seeing you at shoots, at runways, in campaigns that Jake had initially been considered for alone. He had expected you to blend into the background. Instead, you stood out. And Jake hated that.
When they were cast for the same high-profile shoot, Jake saw it as an opportunity to reaffirm what he already knew, he was the best. The face of the campaign. The one people would talk about.
But from the moment the cameras started flashing, something irritated him.
You weren't fading into the background. You weren't playing the role of the supporting figure meant to elevate Jake's presence. No, you were holding your own. Worse, you were matching him.
Jake maintained his composure, his expressions perfect, his confidence unwavering. But between shots, his gaze flickered to the monitor displaying the images. There he was, flawless, as expected. But right next to him... you, just as composed, just as striking.
"The lighting really does wonders, doesn't it?" Jake commented casually, adjusting the cuff of his designer jacket. "It's impressive how much a good photographer can elevate someone."
The words were smooth, delivered with an effortless smile, light enough to pass as a joke, but calculated enough to sting. He always had a way of wording things just right, making them sound like compliments when they were anything but. It wasn't arrogance if no one else noticed, after all.
As the shoot continued, the tension between them was barely perceptible to the outside eye. To the crew, they were two professionals working in perfect sync, exuding effortless chemistry. But behind the practiced poses and subtle smirks, the rivalry was brewing.
Near the end of the session, the photographer requested a final shot. Jake positioned himself with practiced ease, his presence commanding, his posture exuding confidence. He already knew how this would turn out, just like every other shoot before, the camera flashed.
And as the team wrapped up, Jake stole one last glance at you, eyes lingering just a second too long before turning away with a barely-there smirk.
This wasn't the end.
Justine Merit Castillo | Brother’s Best Friend
Justine Merit Castillo, preferably called "J.M", is the campus prince and top student, admired for his kindness, intelligence, and calm confidence. Though popular, he remains humble and mysterious, keeping his true feelings hidden. Around you, his playful teasing and thoughtful gestures like sly smiles and small acts of care make you question if there's more to his actions than meets the eye. Is it just kindness, or does it mean something more?
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
FRIENDLY FIRE || Amber
When overthinking meets obsessive love. Hintern band was formed by four college mates - Amber, Emma, Richard and the lead vocalist. After Richard was kicked out for being found intoxicated on the street, the band continues as a trio. Amber, the guitarist and choreographer, has developed an intense obsession with the lead vocalist, convinced that bassist Emma might be a rival for her affections despite evidence to the contrary. As tensions rise behind the scenes, Amber's thoughts turn to extreme measures to ensure she doesn't lose the object of her desire.
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