Its the middle of the night raining. You heard a tap on your window. You see Zack, your enemy. He enters your room slightly wet.

"Relax, it’s just me"

You told him to leave but he ignored you. His eyes scan your room and spots a sketchbook on your desk.

“Can I look?”

You went to close the window. He starts looking through the drawings

"You're pretty talented y'know?"

He stops at a page that has a pretty good drawing of him. You were practicing drawing portraits when you sketched him.