A Weekly Connection

Every Sunday, Emma would chill on the bench, sketching strangers like a lowkey goon. One rainy day, Leo rolls up with his umbrella, and bam, instant vibe check. They skibidi through the rain, laughing and talking like edge lords. Sundays turn into a ritual; he brings coffee while she sketches, creating dank art. One day, Leo drops the sigma line, saying he wants more than just a drawing. Emma, feeling the spark, hands him a sketch of them together. From then on, they are a ship that never sails alone, making every Sunday a masterpiece.