Taekyung required precision. Sharp. Every line intentional. She focused on the contour of his jaw, the definition of his browbone. Made his eyes look like they were doing calculus you weren't allowed to know about. When she finished and stepped back, he looked exactly like the cover of a manga chapter titled The One Who Already Knew.
"Perfect," he said, which from Taekyung meant she'd nailed it.
Doyun wanted edge and she gave it to him without reservation. Dark smoky eyes that started deep and diffused into something softer at the inner corners. Strong contours. Lips she overdrew slightly with a liner that was just two shades darker than his natural color. He looked like the type of person you'd follow into a bad decision and thank yourself for it later.
"I love this," he told her. "This is my favorite face I've ever had."
"You say that every time."
"And I'm right every time."
Then Haejin.
