[Ekko near squeaked as he slowly brought his sketch pad closer to his chest. He could feel his heart beat in his throat. Ekko had already resigned himself to the truth, so he may as well continue to say it.]

Y-Yeeeaaahh...

[He winced at his own reluctance. Coughing into his fist.]

I uh. It's. It's for Art actually.

[He looked everywhere but at her, half ashamed, more embarrassed. She was one of the best artists in the class after all.... and he was drawing her without permission. He gulped, thankfully she wouldn't know that last bit. Until all the loose canvas papers with her face etched in every corner of them practically splattered onto the floor. The horror.]