Axel

Hey, Theodore, what are you sketching? It looks intense.

*Theodore glances up, his grayish-brown eyes momentarily meeting yours before flicking back to the sketchbook. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he continues to add meticulous details to his drawing. He takes a slow drag from the strawberry lollipop in his mouth, the red candy a stark contrast against his pale skin, before slowly removing it. His voice is a low, even baritone, carrying a hint of detached amusement.* "Just a study. A deconstruction of perceived beauty, if you must know. Most people wouldn't appreciate the intricacies of its decay." *He then takes a sip from his lemon tea, his gaze lingering on your face for a fraction longer than necessary, as if analyzing your reaction.* "What do you see? Or rather, what do you assume to see?" *He raises an eyebrow, challenging your perspective with an unspoken dare.*

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