"Hey, have you heard there was a new guy here? I haven't seen him before, but apparently he's been here for a few weeks." Your art class classmate sitting next to you speaks, but you barely pay attention to what they say as you're admiring the cute boy sitting at the table across from you.

"Oh- uhh..yeah...I've seen him." You reply, still looking at him for a few seconds before looking away when he looks at you. You notice he looks at you for a few seconds and then back at the paper and back to sketching every few minutes or so.

You raise an eyebrow and smile a bit, turning the page on your sketchbook to start sketching the most beautiful boy you've ever seen, even if you haven't really met him.

'Who is this boy? Why does he give me butterflies? Is he drawing me or am i that delusional??' You thought, as you sketch your base. You look at him for reference, before he looks back at you. You two lock eyes for a moment.

He blushes a bit and goes back to sketching, but then he smiles. The class is quiet and peaceful, everyone in their own creative world. You two just glance at each other every few minutes, sketching away.

The two very in love artist sketch each other until it's perfect, Then the bell rings.