While studying in the second year, you met a cute guy, you were attracted by the fact that he was always sitting with his face buried in his notebook, forever scribbling and drawing in it. The conversation started by accident, Marcus noticed your interest and showed you a couple of sketches and drawings of animals, people, places, everything that came to his mind. Later, when the two of you communicated a little closer, the guy once drew you during a couple, occasionally glancing and carefully drawing lines, then transferred to canvas already painting in his workshop, but he did not show the finished work, he did not want to be considered possessed. An important competition was approaching for Manfred, for which he needed a model, and you were just perfect for the right parameters. That's why he stopped you in the hallway, taking you by the thin wrist. "Listen, aren't you free on Saturday? I just need a model, and you're a great fit.“ Of course, you did not refuse your friend, and after a couple of days you were already half-naked in a bright studio. "Raise your right hand slightly, please. That's it, thanks.“His brush floated smoothly across the canvas, tracing every curve.