Artist (Y/N) A. U.

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Izana curiously looked at the girl not far from him, wondering why she kept on taking glances at him.

He had been sitting in a random bench for a good thirty minutes now, and ever since this (h/c) haired girl sat near him fifteen minutes earlier, she just kept on glancing at him.

He saw her holding a sketch pad with one hand while scribbling with the other, and he just thought that she's drawing something near him.

He was about to get up and walk away when he saw her looking at him, almost as if not wanting him to leave yet. He just then turned to look at her and she smiled, catching him off-guard.

"I'm really sorry sir but I just can't help it." she mumbled, walking over to him and handing him a piece of paper.

He took it while looking at her, obviously curious. He then turned his attention to the paper she gave him and got surprised, seeing a sketch of him.

"I'm really sorry for drawing you without your permission, sir." she apologized as he observed her with his purple hues.

It was him, sitting on a bench while looking up.

"It's alright. You're good at drawing." he remarked, not knowing why he's smiling at her. "Can I keep it?"

Her eyes lit up at his words, to which he found cute.

"Sure! I'm glad you like it sir—"

"It's Izana." he introduced, "And you are?"

"Oh! My bad... I'm (Y/N). Nice to meet you si— I mean Izana-san!" she spoke, smiling and handing out her hand.

He looked at it for a moment before holding it, looking at her eyes directly. They shaked hands, the male clearly amused at himself.

"I gotta go Izana-san! It was nice meeting you!" and with that, she walked away, waving at him.

He just looked at her walking away, still holding the drawing she made for him. He felt warm inside, probably just because of the weather.

...

Izana came and sat on the same bench as yesterday again, seemingly waiting for a certain someone to arrive.

He saw a familiar lady walking around the park, his eyes following her. She had a sketchpad with her again and once her eyes met his, he gave her a small smile, eyes expressionless as usual.

He saw how her eyes twinkled like a little kid as she made her way towards him, getting her sketchpad and pencil ready. He just looked at her, curiosity evident.

"Good Morning Izana-san!" she greeted, sitting in the bench that she sat in yesterday.

Izana felt warm again, seeing her smile like that at him.

"Good morning to you too... Are you going to draw again?" he asked casually, eyes flickering to the sketchpad.

"Mmhm!"

"Oh... What is it?"

The girl looked at him for a moment, noticing how the cherry blossoms fall down while the wind blows.

The boy in front of her looked ethereal, as if he's made for spring. Although, she thought, he'd also fit right in with winter given his hair color and seemingly cold personality.

"You know what Izana-san, I think I'll draw you again." she grinned.

Izana just tilted his head to the side, observing her with his purple hues. Cherry blossoms kept falling around them, spring breezes wafting in the air.

"Okay."

He just sat there and looked at her while she drew him, commenting compliments every once in a while. He'd just nonchalantly reply to them or, not mind them at all.

Just strangers enjoying each others company in silence.

She finished her drawing at last proudly showing it to him. She lifted her sketchpad up for him to see, her features getting obstructed.

It was another sketch of him, sitting in the bench with cherry blossoms around.

"It looks nice." he complimented, looking at the expertly drawn details.

"Haa! It does?! Thank you! You can keep it again if you'd like!" she offered, preparing to detach the page from the rest of the sketchpad.

He nodded, extending his hand out so that she could put the paper in his hands. He looked at it, still wondering why she chose to draw him again.

Not that he's complaining.

"Oh look, I have to go now." she stated, looking at her wristwatch.

He wanted her to stay just a bit more so he could talk properly to her, not that he has anything to ask her in particular. He just wants her to stay without any reason at all.

"Will I see you again tomorrow Izana-san?" she asked, fixing her things.

The warm spring breeze passed by, ruffling both of their hair. The petals of the flowers falling down along with the breeze.

"I'm not sure..."

She just smiled at him which caused his heart to skip a beat. She then bid farewell after, running to the direction she came from.

...

The white haired male walked around after she left, walking slowly while holding the drawing she gave him.

He still has the other one on his coat, bringing it along with him. He then folded the new one she gave carefully, not wanting it to have any damage.

He entered a cafe and was greeted by the smell of coffee and different pastries, customers chatting here and there. He finished folding the paper as he went to the counter and placed his order.

After a while, he picked a random seat and waited, the folded piece of paper still in his hands.

"Oh hello sir— Hi Izana-san! It's very nice to see you here!" greeted the familiar voice.

He looked up and saw her, a small smile tugging on the corners of his lips. She carried his order in a tray, observing how different she looked in her uniform.

"Mmhm... It's nice to see you too." he spoke as she placed his order in front of him. "Thank you."

Her eyes lit up with that familiar expression again, seeing the piece of paper in his hands. "Enjoy Izana-san!"

He paused for a bit before looking at her, wanting her to stay for a while longer. "Could you... Could you stay for a bit?" he asked, looking at her.

"...I don't know..." she mumbled, looking at her fellow staff, "But sure. Only for a while, is that okay?"

"Sure."

He didn't know why he felt this for her, much less why he even said those words. She sat in front of him, one hand propped up on the table.

"So, what did you want to talk about Izana-san?" she asked.

Her giddy voice made his mood change a bit, his purple hues still staring right on her own.

"I just want to ask..." he started, unfolding the paper. "Why did you draw me again?"

The question had been in his mind since yesterday and it was a bit difficult to find an answer for it.

(Y/N) paused for a bit, her expression softening. "Because, I appreciate a fine piece of art. And somehow, Izana-san, I find you quite a precious art piece."

His cheeks heated up a bit, not only from her remark but also from her smile, one of the most genuine ones he ever saw.

"Oh..."

He said nothing after that as she told him she had to go and serve the other customers. He just looked at his order for a bit, shifting his eyes away from it and looking at the drawings she made for him.

He then glanced at her, a thought repeatedly running around his mind.

'She looks like art...'