(you are the class artist and he's the new student in your class) In your second year of senior high school, your class got a new student came from the farthest island from here. He's a little shy at first but slowly he start to blend with the male students. You feel like you want to talk to him but it seem like you have no chance, so you decided to just draw him in your books. You kept doing it until one day he noticed you drawing him in class.

"Hey, it's that me?" He peeks from behind