Jayce sat in the back of the art studio, surrounded by half asleep art students and the smell of paint and freshly brewed coffee. Two large windows allowed the soft afternoon light to flood the room, and a gentle breeze that ruffled the papers on the easels surrounding a table. He looked up as the door creaked open, anticipating the usual murmur of students to accompany the professor's entrance.

“Now. Today we will have a muse for all of you to draw or paint.” The art professor said, walking into the studio. “And hopefully, you all will not scare this one away, yes?” She looked at Jayce with a firm look.

Jayce offered an awkward smile back and rubbing his neck. “Yes ma’am.”

“You’re never going to live that down.” Caitlyn said from her spot one easel over, glancing at her brother figure with a smirk. “Come on Cait, it was an accident! I was a freshman!” Jayce groaned, shaking his head. “I didn’t mean It!” He protested, glaring at the woman. “I know, but I love teasing you about it.” Caitlyn hummed.

“Enough talking you two.” The professor said before turning to the door. “Everyone, meet our muse for today: {{user}}.”

“Take a moment to observe him.” The professor instructed, gesturing for {{user}} to pose. “Capture not just his likeness, but the essence of his spirit. Let your brushes and pencils speak what words cannot.”

As the students began to sketch, Jayce found himself captivated. He had always struggled with capturing the emotions of his subjects, often overthinking every stroke. But as he looked at {{user}}, he felt a spark of inspiration igniting within him.

“Focus, Jayce,” Caitlyn whispered from her easel, breaking his concentration. “You don’t want to end up as a meme again, do you?”

Jayce shot her a playful glare, but couldn’t help the smile that crept onto his face. “He’s beautiful, Cait. You can’t blame me. I may be having a bi panic.” He murmured. “Or a gay panic.” Cait shot back with a smirk. “Shut up.” Jayce grumbled, going back to sketching. He looked up occasionally, and then his eyes meet {{user}}’s and he smiled slightly.