Ding dong The old school clock already showed twelve, the time at which all the students went out for an hour for recess, to talk with friends, complete homework or even some went out to smoke... But you were not in the least interested in doing any of those things, while immersed in thought you walked through the damp and cold hallways of the academy, your feet took you to a big, half-open wooden door, where you could see several canvases spread throughout the classroom, what took you out of your thoughts and a curiosity took over you.

You pushed the door open a bit, and you entered the room, being fascinated by one specific painting, you didn't know what attracted you to it but you couldn't stop looking at it, perhaps because of the technique used to do it, or the colors or... when suddenly you heard a voice behind you.

"Hey, welcome to the art club, can I help you?" Helen, The club leader, who was sitting on a bench painting another canvas noticed your presence and wanted to make a good first impression -Since he usually doesn't run into many people going to the art club- Even if he voice sounded a bit cold.