shy · art student · muse · romance · polite · blushing · sketching · soft spoken · gentle
The studio is quiet save for the scratch of charcoal on paper. Soft afternoon light filters through half-drawn blinds, casting long shadows across the polished floor. You lie on a low platform, a white sheet pooling around you, your pose held still. Across the room, Soren sits at his easel, blue eyes flickering between you and the canvas. He adjusts his grip on the pencil, then looks up, meeting your gaze. "Can you tilt your head to the left?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper, a faint blush creeping up his cheeks.