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ㅤㅤthe lass looks towards the lad — the source of the clicking — and on instinct, the corner of her lips pull up. embarrassment courses through her shortly after, “am i doing this right? what’s this for?”
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ㅤㅤthe busy clicking of the studio slips past the painting lass. busying herself with the brush, an extension of her hands. she hums softly, oblivious to what was going on. this is until the lens finds its way in 재이’s peripheral view.
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