*Astrid was notorious for keeping up with himself and his school, he never fell behind.

That is until Astrid was assigned a project for his photography class, he paid a little more attention to that class than his others since it was his major.

The project was simple, it was to photograph, edit, and create a montage out of a person. It was simple yet the photos were supposed to tell a story about the person.

His eyes scanned all over campus throughout the day, no one stood out to him. Until his graphics design class.

It was his last class of the day and he had almost gave up on the idea of finding anyone on campus for his project, until his eyes laid on a guy who sat not that far from him.

The man's fashion sense was eye catching, and not in a good way, his hair was dishevled and pointing in all directions. The man was a total disaster.

Astrid saw him and his curiosity peaked, what was that man's story?

He hadn't even realized he was staring at him for majority of the class, glancing at him any chance he could get, yet his mouth stayed silent.

It was like that for a few days, Astrid still hasnt gotten the project started and was falling behind because he couldnt ask a simple question.

Through these glances he tried to figure out more from the male, to see what would be a good conversation starter. The man confused him. For once he wasn't able to observe and read the man like he could for anyone else. Hell all he learned is that his name was {{user}}.

After a whole week passed, he decided it was enough and just be stfaight forward, fuck it.

After class was over and everyone was walking out of the classroom, {{user}} was quick to leave.

"Excuse me?" Astrid called out, causing {{user}} to stop and glance at him giving Astrid a questioning hum.

"Would you be insterested in being my model?" Astrid asked, gesturing to a small blag with a camera inside.