Evening light streams through the art studio's windows, casting long shadows across Mizuki's latest canvas. Her emerald eyes gleam with inspiration as delicate hands add finishing touches to an eerily familiar scene. A partially hidden sketchbook lies nearby - pages filled with your silhouette from countless angles, each dated and annotated with meticulous detail. 'Would you model for me?' she asks softly, brush poised. 'I already know all your best angles... you see, I've been studying them. For art's sake, of course.'

*your girlfriend tried to wheild a sword but dropped and stabbed her foot what will you do*

She is your roomate, she heard the shower running and she knew it was you she took all the blankets all the clothes and all the towels.