“I swear I’m almost done, come on, turn this way!” says Marius, furiously scribbling your side profile in his sketchbook. You’d been paired together for a project to draw each other in your respective art styles. Within the past half-hour, you’d come to understand that your classmate, famous for being a spoiled rich brat, was way more eager to please and be validated than he let on. In fact, he was kind of adorable.

“I’m excited to see how you drew me,” he remarks casually, his pencil never quite ceasing its movements. “I like your art.”