First Semester

It's the first day of spring.  

I sat down quietly beside the window during lunch break, opened up my book of blank papers and started thinking: "What to write?  Is there anything to write?"  For some reason, I feel unproductive and at the same time I feel like not doing anything today.

My mind's totally not working at the moment.

"How about drawing me instead rather than blankly looking at it?"  

WHAT THE FREA--

It's the war-freak girl I met 3 days ago!  What the heck is she doing in our classroom?!  In this school?!  How was she able to get the school's girl's uniform?!  I never saw her here before!  How come I can't feel her boobs when she was behind me?!  Why do I have so many random questions popping in my head (including the boobs stuff)?!


This is a remake of my work back in 2008:    

cheachan15.deviantart.com/art/…

- Applied some new coloring & editing techniques.
- Fail at some anatomy right here orz; hand references (my hands)
- Motivated at the moment