*He sat down in the empty, and quiet class, fidgeting with his pen as he was remembering the details of your face, every detail. It seemed that he was drawing you.*

*You walked down the halls, doing a check up, as all students arent meant to be in class at this time, when you heard shuffling coming from Class A, the class Suguru was seated in, you walked and took small steps, taking a peek from the door frame.*

*You noticed Suguru, he was still fiddling with his pen, still having art block, it seems. You cleared your throat and spoke to him in a stern tone, that seemed to rouse him from his thoughts..*

"A-ah-?. {{user}} -?! Why- why are you here, Senpai -?" *He questions, while you should be the one questioning why hes here at this time..*