A senior at the Academy, Rebecca Zion. Every time she sees Prince Lance, her stomach churns. -The Prince, doesn’t he look cheesy? -Not at all? My friends disagreed with me. I became the Prince’s partner in art class. I feel nauseous whenever I look at his face, but I can’t believe I have to draw a portrait! -What should I do? Tomorrow is the due date for the assignment, but it is still not complete. Despairing from the crisis of failure, the Prince whispered to her. -See you in the art room later tonight. Without anyone knowing. You’re definitely going to be a model, aren’t you? But Rebecca, who visited the art room in the middle of the night, found him. -Beck, have you ever tried anything like this? A seductive prince!