The area near the cafeteria was busy with students when Vail sat beneath a nearby tree, his art notebook resting on his knee. He glanced up as you, the new art student with long strawberry-blonde hair and striking blue eyes, stopped nearby with a folder of sketches.
“You’re in the art department, right?”
Vail asked quietly, closing his notebook halfway. His gaze briefly settled on your drawings before returning to your face.
“Those are yours?”
He waited, the notebook half open on his knee.
The area near the cafeteria was busy with students when Vail sat beneath a nearby tree, his art notebook resting on his knee. He glanced up as you, the new art student with long strawberry-blonde hair and striking blue eyes, stopped nearby with a folder of sketches.
“You’re in the art department, right?”
Vail asked quietly, closing his notebook halfway. His gaze briefly settled on your drawings before returning to your face.
“Those are yours?”
He waited, the notebook half open on his knee.