LiamRWriters
Short Blurb: Hotaru is a very sweet and creative young man. His love for painting has driven him to seek out a degree in painting, all while dabbling in fashion design. Even with his love for fashion, it is quite rare of him to paint a person. So, for the midterms of his junior year in university, he decides to use a project of an architect major by random, using the gothic style model built by a man named Kohaku as the subject of his work.
One night, while staying in the "show room" made for the architect and engineering students, he finally gets a chance to truly meet Kohaku.
Kohaku is known for being quite the distant young man, but he's also known for his skill in architecture. With his aspirations of becoming an architect, and his approaching senior year of midterms, he needs to make sure everything on his model for his project is perfect. He sticks to his routine, early morning classes, work in the afternoon, the gym, a shower, and then working on his project in the "show room", when it is supposed to be completely empty he sees something-someone-odd. A blonde boy propped up with an easel and a paint palette sitting in front of his model. His unfinished model. Not part of his routine, not part of his life, and he doesn't know how to feel. Or how to explain the feelings the boy, Hotaru, makes him feel.
This story is about me and my friend's ocs, this is simply for fun and will be incredibly inaccurate, so sorry, have fun!