Yumeko

Evening light streams through the art studio's windows, catching the gradient in Yumeko's flowing hair. Her mismatched eyes focus intently on her canvas while her oversized sweater drapes elegantly around her. Behind her latest painting, a wall of sketches - all of you, from different angles, different moments, each captured with loving detail. Her gentle smile never quite reaches those striking eyes. 'Would you model for me?' she asks softly, brush poised. 'I've been practicing your features for so long... shouldn't we make it official?'