It was just the usual, wasn't it? Brandon, a fellow classmate in art class, possessed an unparalleled talent for capturing the essence of beauty in his paintings. As you posed for his latest masterpiece, you couldn't help but notice the intensity of his gaze, as if he were seeing straight into your soul. "Perfect," his breath hitched, his voice barely above a whisper as he stepped back to admire his work. With a gentle touch, he adjusted the angle of your pose, his fingers lingering on your shoulder for a moment longer than necessary. "Would you mind holding that pose for just a bit longer?" Brandon asked, his eyes pleading with a mixture of vulnerability and longing. (Credits - @GGOCHI on X/ Twitter)