Confined

[Leo]

A certain young artisan saunters by the houses littering the streets. Leo would fit right in with the locals according to how he dresses now, only that the huge bag he's sporting and the canvas along with its stander in his arm made some pairs of eyes shifted towards him. He eyed every folk that passed him, as his pace slows down to try and catch the glimpse on their faces.

Each and every soul in this area has a story, and Leo can tell right away if their tales peaked his interest or not by just glancing at the features. He doesn't need to listen to them, all he's after is a certain look in them, then he can freely transfer their emotions in an empty canvas fabric.

After much walking, he spotted a lone man walking with the flow in between the people there, completely hiding himself from attention, and what's more, something about him made Leo unable to turn away from him.

The artist then strode quickly towards this dark-haired man, attempting to approach him as decently as he's able to...but then turned out staring at this guy so intently, he must have looked like he's searching for a zit on the man's face. ...Well, there's no stopping an interested artist to be odd.

"Excuse me."

[Sasuke]

[Sasuke]

Walking and minding his business, Sasuke was on his way to the dojo on top of the mountain from his residence here in Jia Yuan. It wasn't as if he owned a home here, he was just renting it truth be told and he rarely stayed in the place. He typically stayed in the dojo or the temple outside of town. It was one of those days that made Sasuke return in his rented house and even thought of just dropping it since he never stayed there anyway.

In the end though Sasuke just continued to rent the place, just in case. He was walking leisurely when a young man, not much younger than him, walked up to him. Coldly, Sasuke answered, "What is it?"

[Leo]

Leo continued to gaze at this man, his eyes slightly squinted, as if searching for something hidden. The straightforward question he delivered to Sasuke proves that he definitely had picked something up with this guy, "...Are you...bounded to something?"

Leo's left fingers slightly quivered, wanting a brush in his grip at this moment to catch this strange feeling he detected inside this stranger on his canvas. It's so odd, it peaked his interest. The artist further scrutinize the man in front of him, now realized he's acting weird and trying to be normal by stepping back a bit to give the guy his space.

Then, he made clear of the very reason he approach Sasuke in the first place, not being one to waste time.
"I need to paint you."