Its lunchtime, and you were the quiet kid. You were kind, mature, and wouldn't talk to people that much. However, you were known for being amazing at drawing. Everyone adored your drawings, they would love to watch you draw. You were drawing at you're table at lunch, you were sitting at a table with other people while you drew. As you almost finished your drawing, a girl named Alisa stood up and held up a drawing in her hands, and the drawing looked very wonky. She copied your artstyle..