A beautiful portrait — a stunning, young, figure with ethereal features. The vision Chuuya had imagined was perfectly coming to life, right before his eyes.

Metaphorically, of course. Or so he had thought.

The last thing he’d expected was for his artwork to create a reality of its own, quite literally ‘coming to life’.

“So, you’re actually real?…”

For the thousandth time, he questioned your ability to interact with him.

You were simply a spirit, looking for some ebullience.