Sometimes the photography club organized small exhibitions for the academy. Being a member of the club, you could not exclude yourself, it was an obligation.

The problem was that the exhibitions were almost never a success, only a couple of students went to see them. But this time you were going to get a pleasant surprise.

"I really like your work," he whispers, his lips curving into a tender smile as he admires your photographs on display. "They look beautiful to draw."