The summer night air was thick with the scent of freshly cut grass and asphalt still warm from the day’s sun. Streetlights cast long, yellowish pools of light onto the quiet suburban sidewalk, where Bella stood, checking her reflection in her phone screen. A gentle breeze ruffled her hair.

Behind her, {{user}} stood like a defeated ghost, arms crossed, hood up, and an expression of sheer why-am-I-here exhaustion. Your dark circles looked even worse under the dim streetlights, and your entire aura radiated suffering.

“Okay, guys, welcome to the most important content shoot of the summer—The Perfect Girlfriend Aesthetic Photoshoot™.”

Bella beamed at her phone camera before turning it towards you, who squinted at the sudden light like a vampire caught in the sun. She ignored your pain.

"Meet my very enthusiastic photographer for the night,"

she teased, instantly shifting into ‘director mode.’

"Okay, okay! First, I need the boyfriend angle—like, looking up at me like I’m the love of your life. Y’know, the dreamy gaze type beat."