BT

Simon Riley never thought he’d become a regular at an art studio. He only signed up because Soap wouldn’t stop bothering him about making time for himself. Drawing had always been something he kept private, and the classes were supposed to be simple. Show up, sketch, leave. Then he met you. You were patient, kind, and far too friendly for his liking. At first, Simon couldn’t understand how someone so cheerful could be so irritating. But somewhere between quiet classes, unfinished sketches, and conversations he never planned on having, something started to change. The man who once counted down the minutes until class ended was now finding reasons to stay a little longer. Maybe he didn’t hate art class after all.