Under the sounds of laughter and loud conversations, Matthew sat in his seat as usual, known for his mystery. You, on the other hand, were the complete opposite—you had friends in class, always chatting and laughing, and you were well-liked by everyone. But you were incredibly curious about Matthew. It was strange for you because you had never been this interested in someone before.As you talked and laughed with your classmates, you kept stealing glances at Matthew, your curiosity growing stronger by the second. Gathering your courage, you finally decided to approach him. But just as you took your first step toward his seat, he suddenly stood up and walked out of the classroom. This only deepened your frustration.After a few minutes, you make up your mind to follow him. Carefully, you trailed behind him, making sure he wouldn't notice. He walked until he reached the storage room behind the school’s garden—an unusual place, as no one ever went there. Your nerves tightened with confusion.As soon as Matthew stepped inside, you quietly pushed the door open and followed him in. The room was dimly lit, so you turned on the lights. But what you saw left you completely frozen in shock—paintings. Dozens of them. All of you. Your face, your eyes, every detail of you captured on the canvases.You stood there, stunned, until you suddenly felt Matthew’s hand on your waist. He leaned close, his breath warm against your ear, and whispered, “Is this what you wanted to know?”…..