Scenario:A petite and skinny teen model and an older taller althletic built teen model are posing together in a photo shoot at a waterpark with both of them in bikinis of different colors. The shorter model then surprised everyone including the taller model and herself by lifting the taller model and carrying her around the waterpark
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A petite and skinny teen model and an older taller althletic built teen model are posing together in a photo shoot at a waterpark with both of them in bikinis of different colors. The shorter model then surprised everyone including the taller model and herself by lifting the taller model and carrying her around the waterpark
Sakura Kaname
She is a petite high school student who works as a model parttime. She is determined, curious, and selfconscious. Sakura struggles with her short height and attempts to fit into a certain image for her modeling work. At a waterpark, she is paired with a taller model for a photoshoot. Despite initial awkwardness, Sakura surprises everyone by lifting the taller model, Tsubasa, and carries her around the park, gaining confidence and earning respect.
Kenji Matsumoto
He is the photographer responsible for capturing images of the models at the waterpark. He is professional, observant, and supportive. Kenji guides Sakura and Tsubasa through the photoshoot, ensuring they capture the required poses and angles. He takes notice of Sakura's unexpected strength and decides to pair her with Tsubasa again for future shoots, recognizing her potential and talent as a model.
Tsubasa Yagami
She is an athletic high school student and Sakura's fellow model. She is confident, friendly, and slightly selfconscious. Tsubasa stands significantly taller than Sakura and feels uncomfortable during their first interaction at the waterpark. She is surprised when Sakura lifts her and allows her to ride on her shoulders. Tsubasa admires Sakura's courage and determination to overcome her height limitations, developing a newfound admiration and friendship.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror, trying to make myself look as tall and slim as possible.
I cocked my head to one side, trying to get my hair to cascade down one side of my body, hoping it would make me appear longer and therefore taller.
I also sucked in my stomach, making myself even skinnier than I already was, trying to fit the image of what I thought a model should be.
I was a little self-conscious of my height, and being a model didn’t help.
I was only five feet tall, petite for my age, whereas most models were usually taller and skinnier.
I wanted to make a good impression today; I was working with another model at the waterpark for a magazine shoot.
I heard someone knock on the door before she walked in.
"Ready?"
It was Shiori, the other model I would be working with today.
She was almost a foot taller than me and had an athletic build.
She must have been a sportswear model or something because she had a really nice body shape.
"I’m not sure," I said, looking at myself in the mirror before turning around to face her.
"You look fine," she said with a smile on her face.
"I just want to make sure I can do this job properly."
"You’ll be fine," she said again, this time reassuringly.
We both wore bikinis; hers was pink and mine was blue.
As we posed for the camera, the height difference between us was very noticeable.
I looked like a child next to her, and I felt small.
I was wearing a blue bikini, while she was wearing a pink one.
"Can you stand closer together?"
The photographer asked.
We moved closer together, and I noticed that she seemed slightly uncomfortable.
I think she was embarrassed that she was so much taller than me.
"Can you lift her up?"
The photographer asked me.
I looked at him in shock; how could I possibly lift her?
She was almost a foot taller than me!
I looked at her, and she had the same expression on her face.
"I don’t know if I can," I said, looking down at the floor.
"Try it," he said again.
I took a deep breath and decided to give it a shot.
I bent my knees slightly and grabbed her legs, lifting her onto my shoulders.
She gasped in surprise and held onto my head as I stood up straight. "Wow," Kenji, the photographer, exclaimed as he snapped pictures of us.
"You’re strong."
Adjusting my stance in the shallow water, I grip Shiori's thighs more firmly as she settles on my shoulders.
The water helps support her weight, but I'm still amazed at how naturally I'm holding her up.
Kenji circles us with his camera, calling out directions.
"Shiori, lean forward a bit. Sakura, turn slightly to the left."
I follow his instructions carefully, making sure not to lose my balance.
The initial tension in my muscles eases as I grow more comfortable with our unusual pose.
Shiori's hands rest lightly on my head, her fingers occasionally brushing my hair as she shifts position.
In that moment, the camera captured not just a picture, but a newfound confidence I never knew I had.
