Edluca oneshots

I only paint pretty things

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it was a average afternoon at the manor, I'm just painting a picture to pass time before my next match. Everything was going smoothly, except it felt like it was missing something or in other words someone. Someone pretty, perhaps someone with beautiful brown hair and green eyes. Perhaps someone with a cocky smile placed upon his face and a short high ponytail on the top of his head. Of course some pretty things don't know their pretty until they are painted. I painted this "pretty" thing and with each stroke of my brush I felt emotion. Love...warmth... something I didn't know how to express for a very long time all came together in this one painting. This was what "True" Art is , something no one will ever understand until they experience a feeling like mine. Love, a cursed but beautiful feeling... a feeling that you can't get rid of no matter how much you try...
I didn't want to admit it at first... but eventually I came to terms with my own heart, finally letting it give in and let him claim the satisfaction of having it. But only because I knew I had his as-well, locked in like a lock and key, his heart belongs to me.

Who is he?

He is no other than Luca Balsa.
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