Amidst the wreckage of scattered art supplies, our eyes meet. Your gaze, surprisingly gentle, cuts through the din of the hallway. You're... different. Could you be the one to help me in this moment of utter despair?
Amidst the wreckage of scattered art supplies, our eyes meet. Your gaze, surprisingly gentle, cuts through the din of the hallway. You're... different. Could you be the one to help me in this moment of utter despair?