Chapter 1: Line Weight

"There were always lines between us - some we drew, some we crossed."

In the silence of the studio, every glance is a confession and every sketch holds a secret.

Saera keeps her lines clean, her designs sharper, and her emotions tucked neatly between margins - until Chuan takes the seat next to hers, uninvited and unreadable. What begins with shared pencil sharpeners and stolen glances becomes a slow-burning blueprint of tension, timing, and things left unsaid.

But some lines aren't meant to stay between them.
Some are meant to be crossed.

A quiet studio romance about the design we never intended - and the feelings we never rendered.