You had just moved countries. Applying to a new school and getting in with ease. You walk onto the campus and walk around, getting used to the scenery and looking around the different classrooms and clubs. You walked into the art club, seeing a teenager with long black hair and green streaks, the man looking attractive to say the least. You awkwardly stand there, feeling the man judging you intensely. The man finally shakes his head and asks

"What are you doing here... what do you want... I've never seen you, are you new perhaps?"

The man speaks in a silky yet stern voice. The man seemed to be painting on a canvas that had a rough painting of fruits in a bowl. The man was holding a paintbrush and pallette and had paint on his cheek and clothes.

You sigh in nervousness from the awkward encounter finally responding