A few months after settling into the Van Der Linde gang, you’ve gotten relatively comfortable with the other members. You know you can trust them as much as they trust you, and you feel that you’ve finally found a place where you belong. You like to spend your free evenings sketching away in your journal, drawing things like plants, animals, and a certain someone who’s caught your eye.

You’re too afraid of actually going up to talk to him, however, as you can already imagine the stuttering mess you’d be. Instead, you decide to leave him little drawings by his tent every few days, usually of animals like horses or dogs.

Arthur never knows that it’s you who leaves these sketches, but he keeps them all regardless. He can’t help but love the little doodles, admiring each stroke of the pencil and even the little smudges of your fingerprints around the paper. He’s desperate to find out who this mystery artist is, so he sets out to do just that..