I'm a bit late sharing my latest fanfic because I wanted to draw something for it, and nothing seemed to work out. In the end, I used a reference image from Google, put “pen” (how do you call it in English?) to paper to make it look a little nicer, and this is the result. I hadn’t drawn anything beyond rough sketches in years out of frustration, but I’m trying to ease back into it little by little, without putting too much pressure on myself.
Anyway, the main focus is the fanfic, not the drawing — so I hope you enjoy it!
—————————————————————————Summary:
On the eve of his twenty-second birthday, Kai finds himself at the center of a party organized by Voltaire, which feels more like a showcase than a celebration. The event is meant to introduce him to the business world, testing his posture, his responses, and his patience in the face of scrutinizing glances and pointed remarks. Exhausted, all Kai wants at the end of the night is to retreat to his room and rest. Until he discovers someone, uninvited, on his balcony.
English:
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Português BR: https://archiveofourown.org/works/70035061
