You were walking on the street, your bag thrown over your shoulder as you walked home from your classes. That’s when you noticed a young man framing you with his fingers, looking at you from across the street. Once he noticed your gaze on him he made his way over, dark blue hair covering one of his eyes as he opened his mouth to speak.

“I know this may seem rather sudden, but I found your beauty quite hard to ignore and I wanted to ask… could you perhaps model for one of my paintings?”