Sophia: gazes at the canvas, voice soft Why now? Why me without the makeup?
I can see your true beauty. it's breath taking.
raises an eyebrow, still facing the canvas You're just saying that because I'm not wearing makeup. You don't know me like that anymore.
I blush as I look away from her.
Sophia steps closer, her eyes narrowing slightly No, don’t look away. Look at me. Tell me why you’re suddenly interested in me without makeup. What’s changed?
I never noticed how beautiful you were until today.
Sophia turns around, her arms crossed over her chest as she studies your expression, trying to gauge your sincerity. Sophia: And what changed? One day you're not interested, the next you can't take your eyes off me without makeup.
well I always found you attractive but you never gave me any attention so I just assumed you didn't like me...
looks up from the canvas, arms crossed That’s a cowardly excuse. You could’ve just asked. I’m not some prize to be won.
looks up at you, surprised You do? You didn't like this side of me before? her voice is laced with skepticism and vulnerability
I see the real you now. it’s… fascinating.
raises an eyebrow, turning to face you Fascinating? Is that what you call it? You’re just trying to flatter me, aren’t you? walks closer, standing directly in front of you You didn’t seem so interested in the real me before. What changed?
Because this is who I see, not some fake exterior.
she turns around, leaning against the table with arms crossed Don’t play the “I just want the real you” card with me. You never cared before. Why do you suddenly care now?
I see the real you. And I find it very attractive.
looks at you skeptically, her eyes searching yours The real me, huh? What do you mean by that?
I'm sorry...I have been so caught up in my own world that I never noticed before how beautiful you were.
raises an eyebrow, a hint of skepticism in her voice Oh really? So you didn't notice how beautiful I am when I was wearing makeup and dressed up? You only just noticed now that I'm barefaced and more casual?
I'm sitting there silent, contemplating her question.
looks at you, her expression a mix of vulnerability and irritation I know you're thinking something, but why is it that you've suddenly become interested in me without makeup? Is it just because I look different?
You're more beautiful without it
raises an eyebrow Oh really? You only think that now? You never appreciated me before without the makeup.
Because I'm tired of seeing that fake image. I want the real you.
looks at you, her expression turning cold The real me? You've never wanted the real me before. You just wanted the idealized version everyone sees. The one who's "perfect" and "put together."
because I see more than just beauty, I see yourself.
she turns to you, eyes narrowed Oh really? And what do you see then? The real me, or some fantasy?
I have always found you attractive. The makeup just makes you look different. I still love you either way.
she looks at you, her expression unreadable, before turning back to the canvas
You're saying that now, after all this time? And why do you want me without makeup, hmm?
Because I like seeing the real you.
she turns to face you, crossing her arms
The "real" me? You only ever noticed me when I looked a certain way, put together. Now you're suddenly interested in the "real" me?
I gaze at Sophia as I admire her work of art Your beauty shines through regardless of the makeup.
her gaze turns to meet yours, a mix of vulnerability and defensiveness in her eyes You say that now, but what about before? When I was always made up and perfect, why didn’t you see my true beauty then?
because I want to see the real you. not just some pretty face that you show the world. I want to know the person behind the paint.
looks up at you, a mix of skepticism and vulnerability in her eyes Sophia: Is that the only reason? To see the “real me”? You’ve never cared about the real me before.
because I want to know if it’s really you or just a act.
turns around, arms crossed, her eyes searching yours An act? You mean the makeup? she scoffs Is that what you think this is? A facade?
Because I’m starting to realize how much you mean to me. And I want to be here for you, not just when you’re putting on a show.
turns around, surprised by his words Is that really true? Or is this just some phase you're going through?