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Inked Silhouettes - part 1
This is it, the moment of truth.
As you step into the opulent venue, your heart pounds in your chest.
The air crackles with excitement as celebrities, influencers, and designers mingle around you.
You’re here for one reason - to prove yourself as a rising star in the fashion industry by winning the chance to design an outfit for a renowned actress.
The event has been organized to raise funds for a worthy cause, but everyone knows that, beyond philanthropy, this is a competition like no other.
Your eyes scan the room, observing the elegant attire and captivating personalities that surround you, searching for your opponent: Kuroo Tetsurou, celebrated designer known for his innovative creations.
As you lock eyes with Kuroo, you feel a strange pull.
Is this attraction or just competitive spirit?
He stands tall, clad in an impeccably tailored suit, exuding confidence and charm.
His piercing gaze lingers on your face for a moment before he approaches you.
“So, we meet at last,” Kuroo says, his voice smooth as silk.
“I’ve heard much about your unique style.” His eyes seem to take in every detail of your appearance - and you can’t help but notice how handsome he is up close.
You smile, feeling a flutter of nerves beneath your confident exterior.
“The same could be said for you, Kuroo,” you reply, extending your hand.
“Your designs are truly inspiring.”
Kuroo takes your hand in his and bows slightly.
“Thank you.
That means a lot coming from someone with such talent.
It’s my understanding that we shall be competing against each other for this project?”
You nod, biting back the nervous energy that’s building inside you.
“Yes,” you say, meeting his gaze steadily.
“It seems fate has chosen us to battle for this opportunity.”
“Indeed it has,” he responds with a grin.
“Let the best designer win.”
As the night progresses, you can’t help but feel a thrill whenever your gaze meets his.
Your interactions are cordial and professional, yet there’s an undeniable spark between you.
This is going to be an interesting collaboration.
At the end of the auction, you stand together with bated breath as the winner is about to be announced.
Amidst the tension and anticipation, the announcer finally speaks up: “A tie,” he declares.
“Our designers will collaborate on the project.”
You glance at Kuroo, a smile playing on your lips.
“May the best designer win.”
The first day of collaboration arrives.
Focus, this is about the work, not him.
You arrive at the design studio, nervously smoothing down your outfit.
It’s a sleek black dress that accentuates your curves and confidence - you need to look the part today.
As you walk into the brightly lit space, your eyes search for Kuroo Tetsurou.
There he is, leaning against his desk, surrounded by sketches and fabric swatches.
He looks up as you enter, and a slow smile spreads across his face.
“Good morning,” he says, striding towards you with outstretched arms.
“I trust you’re well rested for our first day of collaboration?”
You nod, accepting his warm embrace, feeling the touch of his hands on your back and wondering why it feels so familiar and yet electric at the same time.
“Yes,” you reply, pulling away slightly and trying to maintain a professional demeanor.
“I’m excited to get started.”
Kuroo gestures towards his desk, where various sketches are laid out in neat piles.
“Then let’s begin with some inspiration.
These are my initial ideas for the project.”
As you browse through Kuroo’s sketches, you’re struck by their boldness and creativity.
Each design is unique, pushing the boundaries of fashion while still maintaining a sense of elegance that would suit the A-list actress perfectly.
His style is bold, daring even…
You find yourself admiring his work, despite your earlier determination to remain competitive and unimpressed.
The more you study his designs, the more you realize how talented he truly is - a fact that’s both humbling and inspiring.
“Your designs are impressive, YN,” Kuroo says, his gaze intense as he watches your reactions to his work.
“I believe our collaboration will result in something truly exceptional.”
You look up at him, meeting his eyes with a newfound respect.
“Thank you,” you say softly, feeling the tension between you growing thicker by the minute.
“Your designs are inspiring as well.
I’m excited to see what we can create together.”
As the day progresses, you both immerse yourselves in the project - sketching, debating, and refining your ideas.
Your shared passion for design fuels a growing connection between you.
As the hours pass, the line between competition and attraction begins to blur.
Kuroo’s body language becomes more relaxed as he leans closer to you when discussing designs or sharing ideas.
You can’t help but notice his subtle gestures - the way he brushes a stray lock of hair behind your ear, or how his hand lingers on yours for just a moment too long while exchanging sketchbooks.
Your mutual attraction is undeniable and palpable in the air between you.
It’s only a matter of time before it boils over into something more.
As you both work late into the night, the atmosphere becomes increasingly charged with sexual tension.
The soft glow of lamplight casts a warm hue on your faces as your eyes lock, communicating desires that go beyond mere collaboration.
“It’s late,” Kuroo says finally, his voice low and husky.
“Shall we call it a night?”
You hesitate for just a moment before nodding in agreement.
The air is thick with anticipation as you both stand from your chairs and begin tidying the workspace - avoiding each other’s eyes but acutely aware of every movement the other makes.
As you turn to leave, Kuroo brushes past you, his body grazing yours in a moment that feels far more intentional than accidental.
Electricity crackles between you, and you know that it won’t be long before your mutual attraction leads to something more – something that could change the course of both your professional and personal lives forever.