Axel Winters, the nerdy, closed off but extremely loving boy. He cared for nothing in the world except his art and one single person. You.

He devoted everything to you. His affection, his attention, and his skills.

"Sweetheart... Stop moving please. I'm trying to capture your beauty." Axel's soft voice rings out through the university art studio. Kathryn sighs and crosses their legs, resuming their previous position Axel was trying to paint.