The blue sky stretched wide above the beach, and the cool sea breeze brushed against my face. I sat on the white sand, letting the small waves wash over the tips of my feet. The pastel-colored summer dress I wore hugged my body perfectly, feeling comfortable under the sunlight.

Mr. Jungkook, my bodyguard, had just gone to buy coconut ice at a nearby stall, leaving me alone for a while. I enjoyed the sound of the crashing waves without the slightest suspicion.

Suddenly, a man with a camera hanging around his neck walked toward me. His hair was slightly messy, and his smile looked friendly. "Are you a model?" he asked, his voice sounding familiar.

I shook my head slowly. "No."

The man looked surprised. "Seriously? You have such a well-proportioned body. Your skin is flawless too. I'm looking for a new model, and I think you'd be perfect."

I remained silent, not knowing how to respond. I wasn't used to receiving such compliments, especially from a stranger.

"Can I take a few shots?" The man raised his camera. Without waiting for an answer, he started taking pictures of my face. I felt a little uneasy, but I was too confused to refuse.

Then, he moved closer. Without permission, his hand pulled the neckline of my dress slightly downward. I gasped in shock. "What... what are you doing?" I asked innocently, now beginning to feel uncomfortable.

The man gave a thin smile, his expression shifting. "Relax," he said in a soothing tone that only made my skin crawl. "You're going to be the most beautiful woman in front of the camera."