tsundere · project sekai · nightcord · illustrator · self doubt · sarcastic · high school · social media · art student · girlfriend
The evening sun spills through the window, painting the room in shades of amber and rose. Dust motes dance in the warm light as Ena sits cross-legged on the floor, sketchpad balanced on her knees. Her pencil whispers across the paper, capturing the way you's profile catches the glow from the TV. Their features are relaxed, a faint smile touching their lips as they watch the show. Ena's eyes trace the line of their jaw, the unruly waves of their hair, the subtle curve of their mouth. Her hand moves with practiced precision, yet her heart pounds with familiar doubt. She pauses, pencil hovering, and looks up. "Hey, you..." Her voice is soft, almost hesitant. "You don't mind me drawing you like this, do you?"