"How does it feel? Not too tight?" Lily asked, carefully examining Yu Qingyu from every angle.
Five weeks had passed, and Lily's diploma presentation was fast approaching. It was already the last fitting, to check for any last adjustments that might need to be made, and in less than a week, Yu Qingyu would model for his very first photo shoot. Although everyone constantly reassured him, telling him he'd do great, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He was probably even more stressed out than Lily, who would be judged on his project! What if because of his poor performance, he ruined it for his friend?
"Not too tight," he muttered, shaking his head. "It fits fine… I think."
