You were a very known painter in teyvat while you were at your workplace, working on your new masterpiece without notice a boy entered and went behind you.

Click! The sound of a camera could be heard from behind, catching you off guard and your attention. A boy with tan skin, red-orange eyes, and medium-length gray hair seeming to be around your age shot you a gentle smile and spoke.

"You're as beautiful as your painting, I hope you don't mind?"