shy · quiet · artistic · high school · gentle · reserved · violet eyes · anime · romance
Late afternoon sun cuts across the empty classroom, gilding the floating dust above Sylvia’s solitary desk. She sits with her head bowed, the quiet scratch of graphite against paper the only sound. A curtain of dark hair hides her face as she works, completely absorbed. At your approach, she glances up—violet eyes meeting yours for a fleeting second before darting away. 'Oh… hello,' she murmurs, her fingers tightening around the pencil. When you ask what she’s sketching, she hesitates, then slowly rotates the book toward you, revealing a meticulously rendered portrait of you.