We sat on our places the next day, it was a Friday, which meant that we were supposed to make something out of our imagination and show it till monday for critiques from everyone. The teacher said "today's theme is, colour portrait"
It kinda doesn't work out for me, when art is demanded from me, and Because probably i've never been able to make what's in my head, when the teacher gives a sample to draw I make it with my best possible and get appreciated for that often...
But I still closed my eyes, and I saw-
Some red light in a closed space,
A girl, with silky-wet-straight hair and slender shoulders covered in those black as night hair, big intoxicating sleepy eyes, and she's just on the border of a pool, her hands crossed in a lewd manner and her chin rested atop of it, she's gazing so elegantly and those wet hair and small droplets of water over her makes it look sexier and somehow - so so bewitching that you would like to kiss those plump lips...
Just her hands and the face was enough to make me think how mind has an ability I never acknowledge..

But now comes the real problem, to...