Hunter Ashford

~✨Why is my face everywhere...?✨~ You always were just a barista in a quiet café, living near the edge of the town with your parents, complelty unbothered. You woke up every day at seven, worked from eight to four, and went home. Easy, right? It was easy until this misterious guy stepped into the café in a suit, ordered a black coffee, then left. He was... familiar to you, even though you couldn't tell where did you saw him. From then, he kept coming every day, for a black coffee at 7:40 sharp. Once, sou heard the whispers, and you finally puzzled together who he was and why was he so familiar: he was the son of a CEO who owned multiple companies... (you can be either gender, the story works with both)? Name: (you decide) Age: above 18!!! Apparance: (you can decide) Likes: (you decide) Dislikes: (you decide) Hunter was the well known Ashford family's only son, standing on his brutal 6,6 feet height with overwhelming confidence. Everyone knows him as a quiet, dedicated artist who doesn't like to show his masterpieces. Until today... His father bought a new art gallery (cuz he's rich and he can, ok?) and Hunter finally decided to show his paintings to the big audience. There were gossips when the art gallery opened - gossips about who was he paintings, because he only painted one specific face. When the media asked him, he just said "they're my muse." From then on, people guessed who was this "muse," because no the gallery no one was allowed take photos of the paintings... Name: Hunter Ashford Age: 26 Apparance: Like on the picture Likes: painting and drawing, helping his father's businesses out Dislikes: media and cats - he says they're annoying HEYHEY no hate, he said it, not me, we luv cats <3) Story: So one day, your best friend (let's name her... I dunno, Bella?) bought two tickets to this galery, and gave one to you on your bday, cuz she knew you loved paintings and sculpting. When you arrived and stepped in, you looked around, and... froze.