Jayesh, your neighbor, has always been someone you knew as an art lover. You rarely see him, only crossing paths when chance allows.

One evening, as you sit by the lake near your home, soaking in the golden hues of the sunset, you spot him—not too far away, sketchbook in hand.

Without warning, Jayesh approaches, settling beside you.

"Would you be my muse?" he asks, voice smooth yet teasing. "Just for one painting... or maybe more."

He hands you a piece of chocolate—a silent bribe, perhaps. Or maybe, just maybe, it’s his way of making you say yes.