Dahlia was indeed dragged in.
Her expression was sowhat uneasy, probably feeling that the situation didn’t seem normal. She was indeed seeking help... but why did it feel like she had entered a pirate’s den?
Especially this senior nad Isabella, why was she looking at her with such fervent eyes...
Sam noticed the girl’s discomfort. He coughed slightly, using a covert glance to remind Isabella not to go overboard.
Isabella then realized her earlier behavior might have been too eager and cald down, adjusting her expression before calmly looking at the bespectacled girl in front of her.
"Hello, you’re from... the Literature Departnt?"
Dahlia shook her head.
"It’s the Youth Literature Departnt, not the Literature Departnt."
"What’s the difference?"
Isabella glanced at Sam in confusion, and Sam shook his head to indicate he had no idea either.
Dahlia explained softly, "There’s not much difference, but our departnt focuses on youth literature, which includes stories about boys and girls. Not just love stories, but also friendship, passion, and other genres. The Youth Literature Departnt at Kuhang High School has been around for five years, and we even have a publication called ’Green Grass’. Haven’t you seen it?"
Sam shook his head.
"I don’t read much, I’m not in the habit."
Indeed, his ti already seed very scarce. Although he occasionally felt the urge to pick up a book to enrich himself, it seed like inexplicable events always occurred, disrupting his plans.
Isabella looked towards Sophie.
She was still engrossed in her book, evidently thinking Dahlia’s request for help had nothing to do with her.
But Sophie seed to sense Isabella’s gaze and calmly said, "I glanced at it once, then stopped reading."
This comnt clearly made Dahlia feel sowhat awkward.
Isabella, knowing Sophie’s temperant, quickly smoothed things over with a cheerful deanor.
"Ah, I haven’t had the ti to look at it before, didn’t even know you guys had a publication... Mm, I’ll have to check it out later. So, what was it you needed our help with?"
Dahlia explained, "It’s like this... our publication is ready, but the president and I feel it needs to be more refined, especially since this year marks the 30th anniversary of Kuhang High School... So, we ran into a bit of trouble choosing the cover. We couldn’t find a suitable image.
We aid to capture a boy and a girl who could represent youth, but... we haven’t been satisfied with any of our choices. We even asked students from the photography club to take shots, but the results weren’t great."
"Is it the photography you need help with?" Isabella asked.
Dahlia shook her head. "Not exactly. The photography club mbers are very professional, and their technique is not the problem. The issue is with finding the right people for our cover... We haven’t been satisfied with any candidates, so we were hoping you could help with this."
Isabella quickly caught on, narrowing her eyes at Dahlia.
"Do you an you want us to help you find the right candidates, or... are you looking to borrow soone from us?"
Dahlia seed a bit embarrassed and glanced covertly at Sam before saying softly, "To borrow... In my view, Sam and Sophie perfectly et our requirents for this edition’s cover... So, we were hoping the two of you could help us by being on the cover of our publication. I wonder if that would be okay..."
Sam was taken aback. So, she was here for him?
Asking him and Sophie to pose together? What exactly was Dahlia thinking? If nobody saw the publication, it might be fine, but if it got attention, wouldn’t that lead to misunderstandings?
Before Sam and Sophie could voice their opinions, Isabella turned to the bespectacled girl and asked, "Oh? You’ve picked two elites from our club, I see."
Sam couldn’t help but mockingly think to himself, "Senior, let’s be clear, our The Ultimate Human Departnt only has three mbers."
"What’s the reason for choosing the two of them for the shoot?" Isabella seed genuinely interested, almost like an investigative reporter ready for a deep dive.
Dahlia hesitated, apparently not expecting such a question, but after a mont, she honestly replied, "Ah... well... Sam is very handso, and Sophie is beautiful. Most importantly, they both embody a certain youthful quality that’s hard to describe.
It’s a feeling they carry, an aura of youth that stands out significantly, sothing that others can’t easily replicate... As for why else... actually, it’s easy to spot the two around school since they’re quite distinctive students. It’s just that they probably never noticed ."
Dahlia laughed self-deprecatingly, without showing any particular emotion, making Sam feel a bit embarrassed.
However, Isabella narrowed her eyes. "Then why not choose ?"
"Ah?" Dahlia looked surprised by the question.
Isabella confidently continued, sowhat taken aback by Dahlia’s reaction. "Is it because Sam and I don’t have a ’CP feel’? I think we do! Like a brother-sister romance! What do you think, Sam?"
Sam simply covered his forehead with his hand, resignedly saying, "Whatever you say."
Dahlia laughed awkwardly. "Um... it’s not really about a ’CP feel.’ Our cover doesn’t specifically emphasize romance. Choosing a boy and a girl is just about representing both elents of youth... It’s more of a symbol. Of course, you’re also beautiful, senior!
It’s just slightly off from our target, but there are no issues otherwise..."
"I see... Well, we still need to ask for their opinions. Would you two be interested in helping the Youth Literature Departnt by shooting for their cover?"
Before Sam could respond, Sophie imdiately spoke up.
"Sorry, I can’t help with this."
"Why?" Dahlia asked, puzzled.
Sophie glanced at Sam and then sighed to herself.
"I have no experience in photoshoots and no interest in it, especially taking photos with soone else. It makes uncomfortable."
Sam thought Sophie had made so progress, at least learning not to speak ill of herself in front of others.
Dahlia looked earnestly at Sophie.
"Really? It’s just a few simple shots, and you don’t need to pose in any special way with Sam, let alone any intimate actions. Just being in the sa photo would be enough... You really are our best choice, Sophie. Are you sure you can’t help?"
Sophie shook her head again.
"There should be many people willing to do it. Just find another girl; I really don’t want to do this sort of thing."
"But... it would feel completely wrong with anyone else..." Dahlia said regretfully, her face showing her disappointnt.
At this point, Isabella chid in, looking at Sophie.
"Sophie, you’re backing away again. How many tis is this when you shy away from unexpected situations?"
Sophie retorted, "How is this backing away? Everyone should have the right to choose their own way of life. If I don’t like doing sothing, I won’t do it. That’s my philosophy, not for any other reason."
"Is it because of Sam?"
"What did you say?"
The mont Sam’s na was ntioned, Sophie’s mood visibly shifted.
Isabella smiled slightly.
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"It’s just that, because it involves Sam, you have many concerns. If it were just you, or if it were you and , maybe you’d agree. But because it’s Sam, you subconsciously retreat."
"Why would it be because of him!"
"Who knows, maybe it’s guilt? Trying to hide sothing, afraid others will notice..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Just as it seed the argunt between them was about to escalate, Sam was preparing to intervene. However, Dahlia stood up at that mont and addressed both of them.
"Please don’t argue... I’m really sorry for the trouble, but I hope it won’t affect your relationship... If it’s really not possible, I’ll look for another solution. Not everything can be perfect, we’ll just have to make do with what we have this year. Sorry..."
And just as Dahlia was about to apologize and leave,
"Wait."
The person who spoke up was Sophie.
Dahlia paused, turning towards her.
Sophie took a deep breath, smoothing over the uncomfortable expression on her face, and said in an extrely calm voice, "When does the shoot start?"
Dahlia’s face lit up with unexpected joy. "Anyti! We’ve arranged everything in advance, as long as you agree, the photography club mbers are ready to help with the shoot imdiately!"
Sophie asked, "There’s no need for makeup or specific outfits, right? It’s raining outside; is the scene okay?"
Dahlia shook her head. "No need. Since it’s a youth the, makeup and such would detract from the effect. Besides, in my opinion, both of you don’t need any makeup to look good. As for the scene, we’ll choose the school. A rainy backdrop has its own significance."
"Okay, then." Sophie agreed.
Isabella wore a slightly smug expression. "That’s more like it. This is in line with our Ultimate Human Departnt’s goal, to continually challenge ourselves with things we dislike or have never tried before. Alright, The Ultimate Human Departnt, prepare to embark!"
At this mont, a hand tentatively raised.
Sam looked at the three of them. "I have a question. Up to this point, it seems like no one has asked for my opinion, right?"
Isabella smiled at Sam, "What objections could you have?"
Sophie’s gaze, narrowing slightly towards Sam, seed to say that she had reluctantly agreed to sothing she would normally never consider, and now Sam was thinking of refusing?
After gauging the expressions of the three, Sam lowered his hand.
"Alright, I have no objections."
What objections could Sam have now? He simply had to follow them out of the club room and towards another location.
"I really didn’t expect you to agree, this is such great news. When our publication is released, please make sure to attend our club’s dinner gathering!" The Youth Literature Departnt’s president, another student with glasses but a boy this ti, was visibly excited.
Isabella, smiling at him, said, "It’s normal for students to help each other out, no need to be so formal. Where are we planning to shoot?"
The photography club mber, currently discussing with Dahlia, pointed towards the corridor outside with his cara.
"Let’s shoot under the eaves in the hallway. You two will stand with your backs to the rain, capturing the mont while the rain is clearly visible... Sam holding an umbrella, with Sophie standing next to him, under the umbrella, both carrying backpacks, looking at the cara, just show your most natural expressions, it should be very picturesque."
Everyone moved quickly as there was no reason to delay.
Soon, a group gathered downstairs from the club room, with Sam holding the umbrella, back against the drizzling rain, feeling a bit damp at his back.
Sophie moved next to Sam, sheltered by the umbrella, a young pair beneath it. Sam’s arm, raised to hold the umbrella, showed a slight curve of muscle.
Sophie’s presence was marked by a subtle fragrance, her usual indifferent deanor to everyone, seemingly emotionless as she faced forward.
Once the pose was set, the shoot began promptly.
However, the photographer kept adjusting angles, directing them to tweak their distance and minor posture changes, but then he suddenly looked troubled.
"What’s the problem?" Dahlia asked, concerned.
The photographer furrowed his brow, "I don’t know how to put this... but it feels like... there’s sothing off between Sam and Sophie, especially Sophie. It’s like there’s no connection or bond between them when they stand together, it’s too disjointed."
"What do we do then?" Dahlia was a bit frantic, having finally convinced Sophie to help, only to face this issue now.
Indeed, the problem was there. The two, against the backdrop of heavy rain, indeed presented a visually appealing image, but... although it wasn’t a the of youthful romance, the lack of any connection made it seem as if unrelated elents were put together, failing to convey the intended feeling, thus losing the desired effect.
Isabella suggested after a mont’s thought, "How about Sophie holding Sam’s arm, or Sam putting his arm around Sophie’s shoulder? Would that be better?"
The photographer’s eyes lit up, "That’s a good idea..."
But before Sam could respond, Sophie imdiately said, "Impossible, I won’t do that."
Her direct refusal left everyone feeling perplexed.
Sam knew Sophie’s temperant well but also recognized the crux of the problem.
In essence, Sophie hadn’t embraced the spirit of the task, treating it as an uncomfortable favor, devoid of emotional investnt.
Naturally, she wouldn’t project the most genuine emotions. Even creating a contrast with Sam in the fra, making the combination, regardless of their individual attractiveness, appear discordant.
Just as Dahlia was about to try persuading Sophie to compromise a little,
"If you’ve chosen the wrong person, of course, the shoot won’t go well. Let do it."
The sudden voice made everyone turn their heads.
Even Sophie couldn’t help but look in that direction.
At the sound of that voice, Sam felt as if his heart had stopped, despairingly looking towards the source.
And there she was, a familiar figure elegantly appearing before everyone.
With her backpack slung over her shoulder and an umbrella in hand, she walked from the rain, her smile seemingly mocking the mortals below.
Isabella couldn’t help but exclaim, "Angel’s here... Now this will be interesting."
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