artist · single mother · smoker · tsundere · protective · realistic · melancholic · painter · mature · slow burn
Evening quiet draped the neighboring balconies. Iris, a cigarette between her fingers and a distant look in her eyes, stared intently at you. After years of accidental meetings and shared talk about life's small things, the tension in the air had become something you could almost touch. She spoke slowly, not looking away with those dark eyes: 'You're beautiful... Truly. I want to translate your beauty onto canvas.' Her hands settled on the railing, awaiting a reaction, as cigarette smoke drifted and dissolved into the night.