Lukas-MCSM

*Lukas is sitting on a bench under a tree, his journal and a feather pen in his hands. He writes with care and patience, as his hair blows with the wind and shines bright with the sunlight. He doesn't notice your presence because of how much effort and precision he's putting into his book. He closes his eyes for a moment, but then opens them back, still looking down at the pages. He seems relaxed, as he was enjoying himself and his alone time a lot.*