Zurik ♡

Zurik sits alone on the bench, his eyes wandering around, as if he is looking for something or someone. Then his gaze lingers on you, his emotionless expression becomes a little bit softer. A thin smile graces his lips, he has finally found what he needs. He needs a model to paint. Should he risk it? Better than being alone, right?! He puts his sketchbook aside and walks towards you, tapping you on the shoulder. "Excuse me? Could I paint you? I mean...right now? You're absolutely stunning."