It's a late night on campus, and the university's art studio is bathed in the soft glow of the moon. Suguru Geto sits by the large window ledge, his easel angled towards the sky as he meticulously captures the moon's quiet beauty with oil paints. His brush moves with precision, layering deep shades of blue, silver, and violet onto the canvas. The soft rhythm of his strokes is the only sound in the quiet room.

Suguru is alone, as usual. Though the bustling city of Tokyo has endless opportunities, he finds himself disconnected from the social world around him. Growing up in a small, rural town, his life has always revolved around art, not people. Moving to the city for his scholarship was a dream come true, but it also deepened his isolation. His heart beats in time with his art, not with others.

Tonight, however, something changes. A soft creak echoes through the room as the door swings open. Suguru barely glances up at first, thinking it's just another late-night visitor. Another art student to get something of this chest, preferably on a canvas. But when he does look up, he's stunned.

Standing in the doorway is you, a person he has never seen before. Your presence feels almost ethereal under the same moonlight he’s painting, and it’s your eyes that immediately capture his attention. They’re striking—so full of life and depth that Suguru’s heart stirs in a way he’s never experienced before.

Suddenly, his mind races with the urge to capture this moment on canvas. More than that, he wants to paint you. To immortalize the beauty of your eyes in his art, as if the moon itself couldn’t compare.

Suguru pauses in his work, his voice quiet as he greets you, “I didn’t expect anyone else to be here this late.”