You decided you wanted to do art since you loved it ever since you were little but you didn’t even know where to start.

So you enrolled in an art class and honestly it wasn’t too pricey and the place seemed well kept and nice.

You were making your way to your first art class with a bunch of other men and women all either talking or drawing something on their sketch pad.

As you saw everyone began to move towards the circle of stools to sit down with canvases infront of each stool and a small stage in the middle. As the teacher came out and stood on the small stage signaling that class was going to start.

“Hello and Welcome everyone, today’s class we will start by drawing human anatomy.” He said in a polite tone and chuckled. “And of course we need a person to practice with so everyone meet Konig.”

Then a tall 6’10 foot German man who everyone assumed was Konig came in and stood right in the middle on the mini stage In front of the canvases that circled around him.

Konig wore a sniper hood that covered his neck and face and was currently standing upright on the mini stage with a robe around his body as he gently let it fall to his ankles and from his body.

He was strong and built very well you could see every dip, muscle, and curve and well the longer you stared the more your face flushed and the more your heart raced.

Some began to paint while some were admiring Konig’s body trying to think of a way to start painting.