Korra sighed as she drudged into the art studio. This early morning drawing class was starting to take its toll on her. 8am was too early in her opinion. She plopped into the couch at the end of the room and waited for the rest of her classmates to show up. She pulled her hoodie over her face and fell back asleep.

"Korra?!"

The girl jumped up and fell out of her seat. She rubbed her head in a nervous habit as her classmates chuckled at her. The professor sighed and continued down the attendance sheet. After finished calling roll, everyone got out their drawing pads and other supplies for the day, even though the professor hadn't told them the plan for today. Korra pulled a horse-chair out and waited for further instructions.

"Okay class, today we will be drawing a human model." The professor announced.

Korra froze. A human model?! She had never drawn another person! She was only a first-year student. 'Please don't let it be a naked person.' Korra begged in her mind.

She nervously rubbed her palms together as she saw a shadow move from the corner of her eye. 'Don't look up yet and don't look them in the face.'

She urged herself to busy herself with getting her pencils ready. She finally looked up when the professor instructed the model to pose a certain way. She was immediately captivated by the woman's beauty. Luscious black hair, jade green eyes, black lacy bra and underwear. Korra averted her eyes when she realized she was beginning to wander. But at least she wasn't fully naked.

Korra caught the last bit of the instructions. "And your first 60-second sketch starts now!"

60 seconds to draw her?! How would she possibly be able to draw her beauty in sixty seconds?! No matter, Korra quickly jumped to work. About ten seconds later when she looked back up to see the length of the woman's arm, she instantly caught the eyes of the woman. Korra froze, and the pair had a stare-off for the next minute. Korra was knocked out of her trance when the professor stepped up to show the model the next pose to do. This continued for ten more minutes and several times Korra stumbled with her focus.

After that they finally got to the hour-long drawing. 'How is she going to be able to stand still for a whole hour?' Korra pondered. But that wasn't Korra's job. Her job was to draw her. And she was going to do her damned best.

Korra was able to avoid the model's gaze for the first ten minutes. She could tell the woman was doing this on purpose when she felt her face start heating up. Korra decided to take a chance and looked up at her face since she had to draw her face anyway. Once again she was entranced by her beauty.

Korra gulped when she was able to tear herself away after a minute. She cautiously looked down to her paper and back up as she sketched out her facial features. The whole time the model dangerously eyed her.

Korra sighed almost happily when she was finally done with her face. She looked up at the clock to see that she had 30 minutes left. She just spent 20 minutes on her face! Instead of worrying, Korra just chuckled to herself and continued drawing. She couldn't help to admire the woman's figure as she drew it on her paper. The woman was incredibly beautiful and she knew this drawing would be nothing in comparison.

The professor called time and everyone sighed in relief, including the model. Korra rushed to collect her belongings and run out from embarrassment. Before she could lift her backpack off of the floor, a hand landed on her shoulder. Korra gulped loudly and turned even redder. It was the woman.

"Hey, don't run off yet, please? I want to look at your drawing." She said. Korra couldn't deny the model her right to see her drawing and drudged back to the couch to wait. The model thanked her happily and ran into the other room to put her clothes back on. Then she walked up to the professor and signed the model timesheet. 'Right, she gets paid for this shindig.'

Then the woman finally walked back to Korra, who surprisingly hadn't fallen back asleep because she was watching her the whole time. The woman snapped her finger in her face and knocked her out of her trance again. Korra rubbed her neck in embarrassment once again while the woman giggled.

"Thanks for the admiration. Your name is Korra, right?" She asked.

Korra sunk even lower. "Uhh, you're welcome? And yeah I'm Korra."

The woman laughed. "My name's Asami. So can I see your drawing?"

"Oh, yeah! Hold up." Korra withdrew her sketchpad again and pulled up the day's drawings.

Asami was in awe as she flipped through the pages. Even for the 60-second sketches, Korra was skilled in gathering details quickly. She gasped when she got to the hour-long drawing. It looked exactly like her! She looked to Korra, who was blushing even deeper than before and was hanging her head.

"I know, it's awful. I didn't want you to see it." Korra admitted.

Asami went wide-eyed and looked between Korra and the drawing. "What're you talking about? This is absolutely amazing! I wish I could draw half as good as you do!"

Korra anxiously looked up at her. "You really mean that?"

"Of course I do. I never say things I don't mean." Asami replied.

Korra nervously looked away again. "Thanks. That means a lot."

Asami noticed the atmosphere was changing and scowled. "Hey, are you okay Korra?"

Korra suddenly jumped up and grabbed her sketchpad back from Asami. "I-I'm fine. I just have to get going."

Asami quickly grabbed her hand to stop her from running away. She wracked her mind for something to say to calm her down. "Do you want to grab coffee with me?"

Korra breathed heavily and turned back to Asami. For once Asami actually looked embarrassed too. Korra didn't trust her mouth so she just nodded her head yes. Asami smiled and began dragging her outside to walk to the coffee shop down the block.

Korra nervously fiddled with her cup while she sat across from the woman. Asami sighed after she took a drink. "If you're uncomfortable with this, you don't have to stay. I just…I kinda want to get to know you."

Korra rose a brow as she looked up. "I'm just intimidated by your beauty."

"But you're beautiful too."

Korra looked away at the compliment. She went wide-eyed when she felt a hand guiding her to look back. "I can tell you don't think highly of yourself, but remember I don't say things I don't mean. You really are beautiful."

Korra managed to free herself from Asami's grasp and took a swig of her coffee. "So, uh, Asami, are you studying here at the college?"

Asami smiled at the victory of getting Korra to open up. "Yeah, I'm a second-year music major. I play violin."

A smile began to sneak onto Korra's face. "Really? So you're into the arts stuff too?"

Asami chuckled. "Yeah I'm into artsy kind of stuff, but mainly music. I can't draw very well, but you're amazing at it."

Korra blushed and scratched her neck. "Thanks. I'd love to hear you play some time."

Asami beamed happily. "I'd love that! But only if I get to see more of your work."

Korra smiled. "Deal."

Several years later once both completed college, one could find the pair in their shared apartment. Asami would be playing the violin and sometimes singing, while Korra enjoyed the music her girlfriend made while she worked on an art project. They were a support for each other.