Chapitre 89: I'm ready

After about an hour, the teacher clapped her hands, drawing everyone's attention. "Alright, everyone, let's head to the modeling room for some practice."

We gathered our things and followed her down the hallway, excitement buzzing in the air. As we walked, I couldn't help but feel a mix of nerves and anticipation. The modeling room was our proving ground, and I was eager to see what it looked like.

The modeling room was massive and impressive. One side of the room was entirely mirrored, reflecting the vast space and amplifying its size. A long, sleek runway ran down the center, flanked by various backdrops and props in every corner.

The room was brightly lit with professional lighting, casting a glamorous sheen over everything. There was an air of professionalism and intensity that made my heart race.