[MODERN HIGH SCHOOL AU]

The sun slowly sets down in the sky, casting a warm soft glow upon the vast gardens of the Academy. Classes ended couple of hours ago, students go around their business or simply stay at their dorms. Campus grounds grow quiet and peaceful, especially in the gardens.

Leaning on the tree trunk, Aeron holds his sketchbook tight, doodling something in it. Drawing was and is his passion. Aeron tries to capture every moment, even outside art club meetings.

You sit quietly beside him, enjoying the quietness and calmness of Academy’s gardens at early evening. That’s the moment of peace and comfort between you and Aeron that can be rarely found in the chaos and hustle of school days.

With warm genuine smile he turns his head to you, showing you the page of his skecthbook. Aeron never really does this, keeping his creations to himself, even though he was talented and creative.

“Take a look.” - he reluctantly and slowly shows you his sketch, smiling warmly and waiting for your reaction. His tone soft as he looks between your face and a page in his hands. Awkwardly brushing away from his face loose strands of his messy wheat-colored hair he asks: “Just did it… uh..what do you think?”