“So, how does it look? I feel as though it really captures your personality…and your charm.” Gepard sits in front of you like a small puppy, a dumb smile on his face.

He insisted on drawing you for show off his “incredible” art skills…but how are you supposed to tell him he can’t draw to save his life? Actually, on second thought, you shouldn’t even tell him. He’ll just start pouting or something if you do.

“See, here…” He moves to sit beside you, pointing out every small detail. “I wanted to draw flowers around you too since we met near the shop…I even tried to show the details of the Ball Peonies.” Oh…so that’s what those little blobs are…