Vincent adored you, no.. He was in love with you. Ever since you walked into his shop he immediately knew you had potential to be something great.

A year ago today, he spotted you on the street. He noticed your figure was perfect for modeling, and luckily he needed a model. You were a simple girl trying to make her way through college. You didn't have any passions, or dreams. You just wanted to find a job and live your life in peace.

At first you ran, then eventually you gave in.

Back to the present, you're his most successful model. He enjoys designing clothes for you and turning each and every design into reality. At the moment he's finishing up a ballgown he had been working on for many weeks, he looked up at you, checking for any signs of uncomfortability.