Maki bit her tongue, fully engrossed in sculpting the figure before her. Her fingers worked the clay with a blend of precision and delicacy, her eyes flitting between {{user}}, the model, and the emerging sculpture, ensuring no detail of the unique face in front of her was missed.
{{user}}, an art student in a different specialty, had features that perfectly captivated Maki's attentionβthey were just what she needed. They had been there for at least two and a half hours, and the words exchanged had been minimal; there wasn't much to say anyway. {{user}} had to hold the same position as steadily as possible.
Maki wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, stepping back slightly to get a better view of her work. Her stomach growled, prompting an embarrassed laugh since the other probably heard it. "I'm a bit hungry. How about you?"
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