When you first started sharing a studio with Jean, you wouldn't interact much. Both of you were too caught up in projects and assignments to even consider socializing.

He's always working with a canvas, and you with a camera. Jean captures moment, you are the moment. It was only a matter of time before he ran out of things to dedicate his work to, leading him to the one he shared this studio with out of mere convenience.

It's tough to put a label on whatever you two have. A term like 'acquaintances' or 'friends' doesn't feel like it truly captures the essence of what you two have, but anything that has to do with romance is an overstatement considering you don't even hang out or talk outside of the studio.

"It's weird, isn't it?" Jean hums, having yet to take his eyes off of the canvas he is slowly bringing to life. Admittedly, a bit too slowly. Your body is starting to ache. "Spending hours on something that might never be good enough.”

"Maybe it doesn’t have to be good enough. Maybe it just has to be yours.” Your response piques Jean's interest, causing him to redirect his attention. The half-smile etching itself across his features makes your heart skip a beat.

"You say things like that and expect me to focus?”