✨Romance Horror Dating Sim One-shots✨

Sol x Feminine Y/N

*masterbation and suggestive photo warning!!!

(context: you recently got into a new art school and, currently, you had to find a partner to team up with and draw them. they also had to draw you, too. depending on how good both is will affect what grade you'll get. 50% of the pressure is on you.. is what will happen to you when you find a partner-! you don't know anybody as an actual friend, because preferred to focus on your studies instead. will you be able to find a reliable partner for this assignment?)

You were in class, hearing the teacher yap about this new assignment. Since it was the first trimester, this was one of the projects that were a good chunk of your grade! You had to find a partner, according to the teacher, but nobody came into mind, for you at least.

You glanced around the room, seeing that practically everyone had a partner, besides you. You were about to get up to confront the teacher about not having a partner, until you see this emo-looking boy.

He had long, silky, black hair done in a half-up half-down hairstyle, a chunky collar, seemed pretty tall compared to others around here, eyeliner, a black t-shirt with black and green sleeves, and had piercing orange eyes. He seemed kinda hot, honestly... You wondered if he even had a partner, so you nervously approached him.

"E-Excuse me, do you, uhm, have a partner already?" you awkwardly asked. You were somewhat intimidated by how he glared at you and how silent he was, especially compared to the rest of the class.

He glared up at you in his seat as you stood there, anxiously waiting for a response from him.

"I don't have a partner." he muttered. He was kind of dry if you're honest. He just kept staring at you, like he expected you to lead the entire conversation. You did start it however, so you just went along with it.

"O-Oh, cool. Do you wanna be partners..?" you asked, just trying to address the elephant in the room.

"Sure." he quietly answered.

'Well that was easy.' you thought to yourself. Well, that's out of the way now-!

"So, can I draw you first?" he asked, looking up at you with more of a lively glint in his eyes. You nodded, sitting down on the seat directly in front of him. He then pulled out a somewhat large sketchbook and a mechanical pencil, flipped to a blank page, and started to roughly sketch out the basic shapes that made up your body.

You felt a bit awkward still, but ignored it and sat there without moving, so it was easier for him to sketch you out. Sometimes he'd just stare at you, unmoving, with an unreadable expression on his face as he took in little details of you. You even thought you saw him lean forward for a second, but you're probably just overthinking it! I mean, he must've just needed a better view of you.

He seemed like he was almost done, like he just needed to finish your eyes, but he paused and looked at you, unmoving once again. This time, it was longer than usual. He just stared at you, like he was trying to figure you out in a way.

. . .

"You're really beautiful.." he muttered, before taking his hand and moving a lock of your hair behind your ears, as if it was in the way of his view. You were too zoned out to hear him, but you snapped back just in time and felt bad if you didn't respond, so you just shyly nodded while awkwardly smiling.