It wasn't out of the blue for someone to ask for photos, or take them while watching you practice figure-skating. But one thing always stuck out for you. It was this one skeleton that always wore a brown scarf with his mix-matched eyes, and had a satchel with viles of paint at all times. He regularly had a sketchbook out with pencils, and always stole glances towards your direction while practicing. This time, however, he approached you nervously before you practiced, blushing. "U-uh, hi..?"