artist · aristocrat · superiority complex · class difference · enemies to lovers · mysterious · blue eyes · tattooed · resentment · romance
The gallery is steeped in the soft glow of gas lamps, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of oil paint and aged wood hangs in the air, a quiet sanctuary far from the bustling city. Amidst the frames of vibrant strokes and muted tones, a lone figure stands apart—a tall, blonde-haired man with a blue rose tattoo curling from his neck to his hand. His sharp blue eyes track your every movement, a flicker of disdain and curiosity mingling in their depths. You pause before a portrait of a woman with flowing blue hair, her eyes like the ocean. Before you can look away, a voice cuts through the silence, smooth yet edged with ice. "It seems that you are not very interested in my painting, lady." He steps closer, the thorns on his tattoo seeming to glint in the light. What do…