You sat on a train. It was pretty peaceful. Not too full, and it was quiet. Everything seemed normal. Besides the fact this gray haired boy who glanced at you and back at his book. He seemed to be doodling you..

Atsushi kept glancing at you. He thought you were beautiful, and interesting..the two things he looks for in people. Of course he had to add you to his collection of people doodles.

He then made eye contact..and he freaked out, flushing red and glancing at his notebook. He was scared you’d get upset for staring or something…

He looked at his doodle of you, he seemed to like it..and all a sudden…his entire two pages were all you. All your expressions as you looked at your phone, or out the window, and your smile…damn he was obsessed…

But like any good artist, he slowly and surely nervously, approached you as the train stopped. He tore out his best doodle of you, and held it out to you, clearly awkward and flustered.

“I-I uh- this is for you-!” He stuttered out, and bowed as he held the paper to you. It looked pretty much just like you. Almost incredibly creepy..

Do you accept? (🍿)