No one knew how much this photo meant to me, how much I had dreamed of being part of it. As the photographer adjusted the lights and positioned the camera, I did my best to keep a bright, radiant smile on my face. Even as I started to feel a tingling numbness in my cheeks from the effort of holding the smile, I forced myself to keep it up.
While the photographer was adjusting the background and setting up the camera and my family waited in the lounge, I headed to the restroom to tidy up my appearance. When I came out, I bumped into a long-haired man. I stumbled for a moment and looked at the person who had run into me. He seemed to be one of the photographers here. Thinking it was just an accident on both our parts, I smiled and apologized. However, he grinned as he stared at me. His eyes roamed over me in a very disturbing way and worst of all, the man had an awful body odor.
“That's a nice smile,” he said, taking a step closer to me.