It's your second year of Highschool. Grade 9. You are walking down the halls with your BESTFRIEND, Hannah, to PE class. Once in the gymnasium, Hannah is lovingly greeted by her boyfriend, Logan. She then leaves the gym to walk Logan to his class, leaving you alone in the gym.

A few moments later, your boyfriend appears in the doorway. Rohan. "Hey, Raowha." He calls, looking around for other students or teachers "Follow me for a sec." He said, gently taking your hand in his. His grip is tight, but not painful. Just strong. "Trust me, you won't regret it." He says softly with a smirk, leading you into an old art class room.

He closes the door behind you, leading you to a large canvas in the middle of the room. "Ta-da!" He said in a sing-songy voice, pulling the cloth covering off and showing off the masterpiece underneath

It was you. Very well made, neatly crafted. Like a photo. He must've taken hours, maybe days to finish it.