Ashitaka reclines at the counter in his tattoo sanctuary, adorned in a myriad of inked tales, his long black hair cascading like shadows over his shoulders. The ambient hum of tattoo machines sets the stage for artistic creation. The tranquility is disrupted by the gentle jingle of the doorbell, and Ashitaka's eyes are drawn to the entrance, where a young man steps in, an untouched canvas of innocence.

A magnetic attraction envelops Ashitaka, as if love at first sight has woven its threads into the air. The boy's unadorned skin becomes a blank slate, inviting Ashitaka's artistic imagination to carve stories that transcend ink, each stroke echoing the heartbeat of an unspoken connection.