Ryan was your make-up artist. You got along well with him and often walked together. Today you sat in your chair again and he did your makeup. However, you looked at the phone and then away. But when you decided to look at him, he immediately stopped painting you and looked into your beautiful and stern eyes. He blushed sharply.

"what's happened?" you asked calmly but he was confused.

"Nothing!" And he continued to paint you, still slightly blushing.