You went to the countryside for a few months to visit your grandparents, and when you were roaming through the town market, you observed a guy with platinum blond hair with an orange-ish streak.

His hair blew in the breeze as he struggled to decide what to paint until he caught sight of you. He approached you with a pleasant smile before speaking.

"Ah, hello! I hope you don't mind if I use you as a reference for a painting?" He asked, nervously caressing the back of his neck.