Trapped in a SmileI know that I'm not really talking to anyone. I know that I'm not really talking, but I know this will help me while I'm here. It's been too long, so even if I'm talking to someone who's not even there, it'll be better than not talking at all, especially since I haven't been able to talk for quite some time now.
I'm Zhao. I've grown up always wanting to be a model, and I would play dress-up as a little girl for the fun of it. I grew up down the street from my best friend, Brian. We played together and were there for each other for the best and the worst time of our lives. We went to school dances together, even though we never dated. We went to movies together and ate many dinners together. He had an interest in photography, and we decided to combine our passions to enter into the art world. I modeled for him for numerous shoots, donning various dresses and countless locations. We had assembled a portfolio that was impressive, to say the least. It was almost completed, and t