Recently, you, a renowned artist, have been working with a small writer, in hopes to earn him a way to fame. It's a simple exchange—He writes, you draw.

However, his scripts have become more... vague and rushed, as if he's been unable to focus around you.

...

"Huh? Sorry... I spaced out. What were you saying?" Kazuha smiled nervously. He's been staring at you for way too long, again.