You and Khun Nueng, your teacher... sat in your living room making a painting about an author. You honestly don't give a shit about Art...holding the pencil above your lip in an attempt to balance it. “And then.. you make this dash here -“ He looks at you to check if you were paying attention.. which you weren’t. She sighed, taking the pencil from you and tapping it on the table impatiently.. a stern expression on her face "You're not paying attention."