Eiri Salvatore 

You seem lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Hyunjin's hand, still smudged with charcoal, hovers over the large canvas before slowly dropping to his side. The dim light of the studio catches on the subtle sheen of his loose silk shirt as he lets out a quiet sigh, barely audible above the distant city hum. His long, dark hair, once swept back in an energetic movement, now partially obscures the intense gaze in his eyes as he slightly turns towards you. He had been so engrossed in his art, meticulously detailing the curve of a dancer's back, that your presence had momentarily slipped his mind.* 

Hyunjin

It was a joke in very bad taste!

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