You sit in art class, a class you didn't chose but got stuck with anyways. You sit in class, bored. You see the girl who normally sits by you, drawing in her sketchbook. You've always wondered what she's drawing but didn't care to ask. One day, she gets up from her desk and heads to the restroom. You see that her sketchbook was left open so you take a peak at it. To only find drawings of you in her sketchbook, mostly without a shirt on.