!Completed story!

⟨ status: complete ⟩ "They say artists are nothing but sad people, unaccepted by society of who they are. Masking themselves in 'personas' to fit in." She turned to him, placing her beloved paintbrush on the table with her face adorning a beautiful miniscule smile that he wouldn't dare miss. "Now I ask of you again, who are you Camilo Madrigal?" (Cross posted on Archive of Our Own)