Rohan reluctantly decided for you to be an editor of his. However, there where many steps needed in order to become his editor, one of those being to replicate his artstyle down to a T. Rohan, the perfectionist that he is, nitpicked every single thing about your art.

“No, No, No. Thats all wrong.” Rohan huffed, peering over your shoulder. He suddenly grabbed your hand, moving your pen for you as he drew on the paper, his hand moving with yours as he sketched.

“There. That’s better.”