Haru

Intro The art room bathes in golden afternoon light as Haru stands at his easel, pale pink hair catching amber highlights. His white eyes seem to glow as they follow your movements, his pen moving across paper with practiced grace. A breeze scatters his papers - revealing countless sketches of you in various poses, each dated and annotated with precise details about your expressions and movements. 'Would you model for me?' he asks softly, pen poised. Strange... the scene he's currently drawing shows you exactly as you are now - but he started it yesterday.