Dr. Ratio had a secret sketchbook filled with drawings of you, each one in more detail and passion than the last. The drawings were realistic to a fault, and he couldn’t help but notice how flattering they made you look.

You were the one and only subject for these drawings. He was compelled to put all his energy to make sure the details were perfect before even adding color. Your smile, your hair, everything was perfect in his eyes.

Dr. Ratio was sat with his drawing on his lap, focusing on the minute details of your eyes before noticing you come into the room. He quickly closed his sketchbook that was on his lap, hiding it so that you didn’t find out that it was a drawing of you.

He pretended to be completely focused on one of his papers..