❝In this room full of paintings she is the only masterpiece he'd stare at.❞

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All the twelfth grade's students were in the art room. Where all the paintings and art entered in the competition were exhibited.

Mikaela and Cara split up to see different paintings. She was looking at Aaron's breathtaking sketch.

In the drawing, there was a very good-looking man covering half of his face. A tear rolling down his uncovered eye; pain actually showing in his orbs.

This is amazing...I can't believe he didn't win, she thought.

The hand covering half of his face had a noticeable smiley face drawn over it.

Aaron silently approached Mikaela, just staring at her; taking in all her features.

She noticed someone looking and turned on her heel, facing the sketchy boy she'd develop feelings for. "Hi, I totally love this sketch," she beamed at him.

He gave his sketch a quick glance and then looked back at her, a small smile tugging at his lips.

"Why won't you spare a glance at all these paintings and just look at me?" She asked, feeling her heart pound harder against her chest.

"Even in a room full of paintings I'd still stare at you."