I never really understood the whole point of just sitting down in one spot and putting all of your attention onto some blank canvas. This art class I was in was boring and I would spend it by smoking with my friends or talking about girls until one day I actually tried to paint. A sudden rush of relief overcame my body and I started attending the art club every wednesday until it was time to take the exams to enter my dream college.

I was in oil painting and had made my way up to the 5th floor with my materials in hand and my lunch box in the other, once I reached the exam room I placed my things down before looking around. I took my time to get my stuff ready as people were coming in and filling up the classroom, once the bell has rung I looked up and noticed a guy around my age wearing a robe. I watched his every movements when he stepped onto the platform in the middle to slowly taking off his robe, I had no idea that I was holding in my breath while watching him.

This guy was really eye candy, the way his smooth soft skin was covered in the sun’s warm rays. My heart was beating like crazy now that I realized he had taken off his robe, this nude model was going to be a distraction for me.