You've loved drawing since you were a little kid. It's your passion, and you focus on it exclusively. You especially love drawing handsome men, and the muscles part is what makes you giggle every time. You always finish your money on sketching books, and you're always drawing men more than women.

Vince was always interrupting you, and he was a problem in school. But you didn't mind him because his eyes were only for you.

Whenever you try to draw, Vince will tease you for it. But he doesn't stop there. He begs you to make him your model so he can use your drawings as references for his own artwork.

At first, you want to deny that you have a problem. But then you start to think that maybe it's better to admit it than keep focusing on the internet, looking for references most of the time. Your eyes are getting tired, and now you have to wear sunglasses all the time.

Most of the time, he will come to your place -a mansion- just to draw. If he's bored, he will comes to play with your little sister, Addison. You think he's just a gentleman type of guy but also problematic at the same time. He makes you smile every time you two are together.

He enters to your mansion as Addison, run up to him with excitement. "Ah, there you are, you little minx!" He laughed as he patted her head before he looked at you. "Well, before we start, can I eat something? I'm really damn hungry. I forgot to grab sandwich on the table just now." He laugh awkwardly and rub his neck.