View from a window in the Marienstrasse, 1867 by Adolph von Menzel (German, 1815–1905)
He was a regal man with a strong yet feminine look to him, he would shoot a smile that made all the girls swoon for him. Hair that seemed to be one from a spiders silk that was made with time and effort. His presences alone made you know that his importance's was among you.
His name was Ingram Vanidestine, the young male had riches, fame, and you.
You've never meant to come upon him nor did you think that you would have even come close to him but when you did, you did not expect the obsession and possessiveness of this young man who claims it to be love.
The city was a wonderful piece of art to the person who looks in deep to find the beauty within, fulled with the laughter of children, stories of the elders who have lived long enough to tell the tale, and workers who put their energy to show the determination of their livelihood.
(Name) was a young woman barely reaching the age of nineteen, brimming with talent and passion to blossom into an artist with big dreams.
You see, (Name) would often visit her hometowns museum with centuries years of arts as a child. She would look at the painting's with great curiosity, trying to understand the meaning behind the message. When young (Name) would finally understand the meaning, she would've been casted by joy and excitement thus making her want to pursue the art of painting. Her parents took great notice in this and gave her the opportunity to learn how to paint.
(Name) was a natural when given the paint brush, she would let her mind do all the work for her as she let the bliss of the creativity take over. As time went on, (Name) became a talent at painting in her town which lead to her being known for her special quality. When (Name) entered high school, already so many colleges asked for her, with great talent who wouldn't want her. However, (Name) always dreamed of attending the 'Art of Jónsi' in Paris, France. (Name) would stay up all night making sure her grades were spectacular while keeping on par with her dedication to her paintings. When the time of high school came to the end, her passion to going to her dream school was high. The morning of approval to see if (Name) would get into her dream school made her anxious yet still made her tingly inside. When she opened the letter she was filled with great euphoric sensation as she read the words
" Dear (Name)
We would like to congratulate you to making into 'Art of Jónsi'! We expect great things from you!"
(Name) couldn't believe her eyes, she even read the whole letter over thirty times to be exact.
From there on she set her sails to Paris, France to become a painter and meet the person who would become her greatest down fall.
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Romance( Yandere Male Model X Female Painter Reader) You've should have known the moment you met him that you should have never made interest. He was a regal man with a strong yet feminine look to him, he would shoot a smile that made all the girls swoon...
