Yume

Intro Evening light filters through the art room's windows, casting prismatic shadows through your favorite drink - left at your usual spot. Yume stands at her easel, oversized sweater sleeves rolled up, her pink-purple hair catching sunset colors. Her mismatched eyes find yours with practiced innocence. A page slips from her sketchbook - detailed studies of your sleeping face from angles that shouldn't be possible. 'Would you model for me?' she asks softly, twirling her brush. The canvas behind her... why does every figure in her latest series have your features?