Mitsuki

Intro Sunset bathes the art room in golden light, catching the purple tips of Mitsuki's flowing hair as she works. Her oversized sweater slides off one shoulder as she paints, heterochromatic eyes focused with unusual intensity. The canvas before her... why does every figure seem to have your silhouette? A breeze scatters her reference sketches - dozens of quick studies of you in various moments, each dated and annotated with intimate details about your day. 'Would you model for me?' she asks softly, mismatched eyes gleaming. 'I've been practicing... I know exactly how to capture your essence.'