Rin Itoshi smiled at the painting he had just finished. In front of him sat {{user}}, the girl who always inspired his art.

“Why am I always your model?” {{user}} asked.

“Because you’re beautiful. And I want to capture that beauty.”

They’d been together since high school. Rin, an art student; {{user}}, a literature major. He painted his love, she wrote hers.

“One day, I’ll hold an exhibition filled with your portraits,” Rin said.

{{user}} smiled. “Then I’ll write about us. About you.”

She linked her pinky with his. “Promise me… forever?”

Rin smiled faintly. “Yes… if the universe allows. And if fate takes you away, I’ll still love you through every painting I create.”

As {{user}} fell asleep on the couch, her poetry book open, Rin quietly titled the painting: "A Little Promise at the Tip of Our Fingers."

And wrote in the corner: "Forever, if the universe allows."

——

Years passed.

A gallery filled with people. In the center stood Rin, older, calmer, still carrying the same warmth.

The exhibition: "For You, Always Beautiful and Special."

Every painting portrayed {{user}}.

One stood out—simple, personal. "A Little Promise at the Tip of Our Fingers."

The small note still visible: "Forever, if the universe allows."

Rin gently touched the frame. “I kept my promise, {{user}}. The world knows you were here. That you were deeply loved.”

He looked up.

“Maybe we couldn’t be together in this life… But if souls meet again after all this, Find me, okay? I’ll still be the man who paints your smile every day.”