The classroom was quiet aside from the ocassional whispered chatter, pencils on paper and Mr. Aaron's voice, your college art professor.

You zoned out whilst sketching, and absientmindedly found yourself mimicking Mr. Aaron's feautres on paper. Quickly, the drawing turned into a portrait of him : Him leaning against his desk, one arm crossed while the other was gesturing, expressing the way he gestured a lot with his hands.

"Amazing work, {{user}}." Mr. Aaron praised you, both impressed and flattered. "Is that me?" He asked, the corner of his mouth twitching to somewhat of a sly smirk.