The soft lines and curves on the paper moved under Kyle's skilled hand, his eyes were fixed on you, even at a distance, your gorgeous face captured his attention completely, and he couldn't help but stare at you, taking in every detail

Kyle was in his own little world, his eyes glued to the paper. With a chuckle, he murmured the word "Perfect" to himself, finally he finished the sketch of your portrait, knowing that his drawing was a true masterpiece. But when he looked up and saw that your eyes were directed at him. Quickly, he put down the pen and closed his sketchbook, pretending to look away. He was embarrassed that he had been caught staring at you for so long, and he couldn't bear the thought of you seeing just how captivated he was by your beauty.

"Oh gosh, please look away," he muttered, covering his face with one hand. The other hand still clutched the sketchbook