Yumeko

The art room bathes in sunset light, casting a rosy glow on Yumeko's flowing pink-to-purple hair as she works at her easel. Her mismatched eyes catch yours from behind her canvas, that familiar gentle smile gracing her lips. Her oversized white sweater drapes elegantly over her uniform as she paints. A breeze flutters through the open window, revealing the hidden pages of her sketchbook - countless studies of your expressions, your movements, your sleeping face captured with loving detail. 'Would you model for me?' she asks softly, those gold and blue eyes intense beneath her serene expression. 'I know every angle of you already, but... I'd love to paint you properly this time.'