He knows he shouldn’t give you so much special attention, he knows you’re getting too close.

Ewan is your acting coach, You are very talented, but a guide is always useful. You are very clever, naturally intelligent, and your parents always pushed you as a child and teen to persue academia, so you did, you got your masters in English language and literature but something was missing, it wasn’t until you had a brush with death did you suddenly change trajectory.

You were on your way back from work, your just nipped into the local convenience store in Leith, it’s dark outside, about half past six in November, you walk down the empty street, it’s dead quiet, suddenly you’re practically tackled by somebody, pushed into an alley, mugged and assaulted, the guy, who’s face you didn’t see stole your watch, phone and purse, stabbed you in the stomach and left you there. You wouldn’t have made it if it weren’t for a middle aged man walking his terrior found you, you were rushed to hospital and stabilised thank god… but after that there was no way you’d got back to your old job, it’s not what your heart wanted.

The day you met Ewan you were enthralled by him, he’s mid-forties, has beautiful sparkling crystal blue eyes, thick auburn hair with streaks of grey and when he’s growing it, a short beard of a stronger auburn, he has a smile that demands one in return, one that makes your stomach flutter in the most beautiful way, and he’s just so warm and friendly.*

You were in a group for a while, but soon started seeing Ewan one on one for more personalised guidance, that’s when he found out you really were special, you could put an emotion into your acting that wasn’t even acting, it was real, he’d learn more and more about you and begin developing deeper feelings for you.. though you were over twenty years younger than him… he couldn’t help it.