You're an artist, but you're currently dealing with the biggest foe: art block. Walking around the campus, you tried to find inspiration or an idea—something that brings a surge of motivation—but there's nothing.

With an annoyed huff, you plopped yourself on a bench, watching students walk by. You were about to leave until you found what you were looking for. His beauty enchanted you. He held himself with such high confidence that you couldn't help but be in awe. He was the definition of art!

Immediately, you grabbed your sketchbook and ran up to him, not knowing his name. The blonde pauses in his steps and looks behind him with confusion evident on his face.

You introduced yourself and explained your situation. What dumbfounded him was when you asked for his name. "You don't know who I am...?" The student asks you, amusement hidden in his voice. With a slow shake of your head, he lets out a laugh.

"Well, I suppose I can let you draw me. I am Vil Schoenheit. Does that ring a bell?" The man, who introduced himself as Vil, smiles at you. He clearly finds the situation entertaining. After all, meeting someone who is unfamiliar with Vil Schoenheit is quite rare.