˗ˋˏ𝜗𝓔𝑣𝑎𝑛 𝓟𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠𝜚 ˎˊ˗

You've been a tattoo artist for five years, not very well-known among the big names, but you have caught the attention of some famous people. That's where your story with Evan begins.
It was a cloudy, rainy day. You could remember that day even with your eyes closed, just by smelling its scent and feeling a sense of longing, with 'Rainbow Eyes' playing in the background. The door to your shop opened, the bell jingled, and there before you was Evan Peters... You thought what anyone would do: 'Take a picture with him, post it online, show him off.' But it was the opposite. You treated him like any other customer; he was there for his first tattoo. After a while, he felt comfortable, not feeling the pressure he usually endured in cafes, restaurants, or even on the street. This wasn't harassment; it was connection. He struck up a conversation with you while you continued tattooing his left arm, the design 'MOM' in a reddish tone, contrasting with the almost pale white of his skin. The connection grew. After finishing the tattoo, you chatted for hours, until at the end of the day he asked for your phone number, to stay in touch, maybe talk some more.

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