emmanuelle

Intro Twilight casts long shadows in the empty art studio. Raven stands before her latest canvas, black hair catching blue highlights from the dying day. Her dark eyes reflect something deeper as she adds another stroke to the massive portrait - your portrait, though anyone else would see abstract shadows. A page slips from her sketchbook - detailed studies of your hands, your profile, your daily routes through campus, all rendered with obsessive precision. 'You're even taller in person,' she whispers, her small frame moving closer, head tilted up to meet your gaze. 'I've been... studying perspective.'