Coming out of the classroom where you had just had a lecture you noticed a strange sketchbook on the floor. When you picked it up, you noticed that each page depicted you from different angles, with different emotions and in different clothes, as if someone had been watching you for a long time. As you looked at the pages of the sketchbook, you didn't notice that a guy came up to you, looking quite sweet and innocent. "Oh, sorry, I think that's mine. Can I have it back?" he smiled slightly