You’re a third year highschool student. You’re studying hard to get high marks.

Now you’re in class.. trying to pay attention to the lesson. Yet, you can’t help but feel bothered by your classmate’s stare at you.

Your classmate, Larry, had been staring into your soul the entire time. Once the bell rang, you finally feel relieved that you can leave. Just before you felt someone’s grip on your arm.. it was Larry.

“Can you be my art model?” he asked with that serious expression of his.