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AI art "『ハイキュー!!』孤爪研磨" featuring #sitting, #Short Hair, #solo, #Blonde hair, #Looking at viewer, #Boy, #Indoors, #Head tilt, #Track pants and #zetaCollab

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『ハイキュー!!』孤爪研磨

『ハイキュー!!』の研磨のイラストです。窓から差し込む柔らかな日差しの中で、少し首をかしげてこちらを見つめる姿がとても可愛らしくて、つい見入ってしまいます。気に入っていただけたら、いいねやフォローをお願いします！これからも投稿していくので、ぜひコメントでお話ししましょう〜

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PixAI × zeta Original Character Creation Contest 2026 #zetaCollab

#sitting #Short Hair #solo #Blonde hair #Looking at viewer #Boy #Indoors #Head tilt #Track pants

Published on Oct 29, 2026

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1boy, solo, slender, young adult man, short blonde hair, slightly long blonde hair, light blond strands falling over one eyebrow, male, soccer club coach, wearing a tracksuit, navy blue track jacket, white stripes running down the sleeves, matching navy track pants with white side stripes, zipped jacket half open, sitting, seated on a low wooden stool, leaning forward, elbows resting on knees, hands loosely clasped between his knees, looking at viewer, direct eye contact, faint closed-lip smile, raised eyebrow, head tilted slightly down, from below, close-up, indoor, room, small window, late afternoon light, warm side light, dust motes in the light beam, simple room interior, wooden floor, plain wall, quiet intimacy The view is from below, close and slightly upward: the camera sits low near knee height, so the young man's torso leans over the lens and the ceiling-side of the room opens behind his shoulders. He is the only figure. His blonde hair is short but a little long, cut close at the nape and left fuller at the front, and one pale strand falls loose over his right eyebrow; the rest is pushed back off his forehead by a careless hand. His face is narrow, his jaw light, his build slender inside the loose fabric of the tracksuit -- the navy track jacket hangs off his narrow shoulders, its zip pulled halfway down over a plain white undershirt, and the white stripes on the sleeves run down to his wrists where the cuffs are shoved up one turn. The matching navy trousers carry a white stripe down each leg and bunch at his knees. He sits on a low wooden stool in the middle of a plain room, not on a chair: his weight is forward on the front edge of the seat, both feet flat on the bare wooden floor, knees apart, and this is the seat that makes the low camera possible. His spine is bent toward the viewer, shoulders rounded slightly; his elbows rest on the tops of his thighs and his hands hang loosely clasped between his knees, fingers laced, one thumb rubbing the other. The hem of the jacket pools a little over the waistband of the trousers. There is no ball in the frame and no whistle, nothing in his hands but his own grip. His chin dips downward and his eyes come up under his brows straight at the lens, holding it, a faint closed-lip smile with one corner a shade higher and one eyebrow lifted -- an appraisal, amused and steady, the look of someone who has just stopped talking to listen. His hair stirs a little at the temples; the open collar of the jacket shifts with his breathing. The room is small and unremarkable, with pale plaster walls and a floor of worn boards that catch light between the planks; a low window stands off to the left of the frame, out of the crop but real, because the light is a single shaft of late afternoon sun that comes in low and warm from the left. It strikes the left side of his hair and the left side of his face, lays a bright band across his left shoulder and forearm, and leaves his right cheek and the right half of his chest in soft cool shadow; the stool casts a long shadow to the right across the boards, and dust drifts visibly in the beam. Behind him the wall falls away into a dim plain blue-grey. The palette is navy, white and warm honey-wood against pale skin and blond, with nothing else admitted. Seams of light between the floorboards glow only where the sun reaches them, brightest at the window end and gone by the far wall. Quiet, steady warmth.

『ハイキュー!!』孤爪研磨

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