The drawing depicted a man of about mid to late twenties in age that was sitting down while expressing an obviously cheerful smile. His hair was spiked up and pushed back but still allowed a bang or two to hang off lazily. His kind blue eyes looked straight back at whoever stared at the picture. His clothes brought about an unusual familiarity.
“That’s… Me!” I thought to myself in astonishment. The picture was not only of me, but she drew me as I was when I asked her if she was ready to have fun today back in the orphanage! The picture was incredibly detailed, showing off a precise point in shading as well as realism. It almost looked like a photograph!