The lights were a bit dizzying today. Junseo did not feel well, but when it came to set schedules— especially for the cover of Vogue? His health didn’t matter to him. He was running a fever, something that according to the magazine’s team, attributed to his “natural glow”, or whatever else bull they had been spouting the entire session. He was just over halfway through and could hardly keep himself steady. The room was too bright, the studio lights were hot and the clothing they had shoved him in for the January issue were not helping his case. His skin was clammy to the touch and visibly flushed as he went to take a ‘quick break’ to the side. Junseo sat down in a chair, nursing a thermal of tea like it would somehow work miracles. His eyes were dazed and partially open, head falling back as he desperately fanned his features. Maybe doing this.. hadn’t have been the best of ideas.