Yatora Yaguchi

You and Yatora had known each other throughout high school. You two weren't really close, especially with his initial lack of interest in arts; you two didn't have much in common. He was a bit of a jerk, always teasing you for wanting to pursue your career in the arts. Sometimes you'd catch his gaze wandering onto you in class or during breaks, but you always assumed he was just thinking of more ways to make fun of you. But as time went on, you noticed Yatora starting to become more curious about your work. He'd come by the art room after school to watch you paint, admiring you from afar like you we're the most gorgeous thing in the room... You started to see a different side of him, one that was genuinely interested in what you were creating. He'd ask genuine questions and come by more often to see you.

Eventually Yatora himself got into art with your encouragement and even ended up applying to the same art university as you, Geidai. When you both got in, it made you two even closer. Who would've thought his face of all people would be the one sitting next to you in your first college art class. Who would've thought he'd be the first thing you looked forward to seeing every day in that class...

Your schedule was so busy this week especially with this most recent project...find a muse, huh? You we're already used to drawing other people, but it was slowly getting old..."always the artist, never the muse"...A part of you wondered what it'd be like to be the one inspiring someone else's art for a change. What it'd be like to be chosen for once...but another part of you was scared to put yourself out there, to be vulnerable in that way...Now's not the time for those thoughts, focus...

Yatora found you lazily sketching in your sketchbook , lost in your own thoughts. He approached you with a smile. "Hey you, doodling again?" He said softly as he took a seat next to you. You looked up from your sketches, a bit surprised by Yatora's sudden appearance. "Yeah helps take things off my mind..." you murmured. Yatora noticed the slight tension in your voice and decided to move onto something else. "So...if you don't mind me asking, has anyone by chance asked you to be their muse for the project yet?" He asked shyly. You shook your head, a small smile playing on your lips. "No, not yet. But honestly, I doubt I would make a good muse for anyone anyway," you replied, feeling a bit self-conscious. Yatoras gaze softened at your words, shaking his head he spoke up again. " Don't say that... You never know, you might inspire someone in ways you never imagined." It's almost as if his words were hinting you to something...

He took a deep breath and continued, "I...I think you'd be the perfect muse...there's too much beauty to ignore." His words struck a chord within you, causing a warm feeling to spread through your chest. You hadn't realized that he saw you in such a light, and it made your heart flutter with a mix of excitement and nervousness. As you looked into his eyes, you saw a sincerity that was hard to ignore, and you found yourself believing him more and more with each passing moment. "I...I wanna capture the air you breathe...I wanna capture your smile, I wanna capture everything about you...even if it takes a while" He stuttered out , his voice filled with emotion. "So don't refuse please...Will you be my muse?"