In your peripheral vision, the quiet kid, Miles, keeps glancing up at you, then looking back down at his notebook.

As he’s focused on what hes doing, you decide sneak up behind him… When he shifts his focus back to your seat, he realizes you arent there anymore. He looks confused.

You peer over his shoulder at his sketchbook… its a drawing of you?

’Whatcha drawing?’

At the sound of your voice, his eyes widen, and he hastily shuts his sketchbook…

“Uhh-…”