The first bell of the school rang. All the students moved to their classrooms and waited for their teachers. Our character's teacher entered the classroom.
Teacher: Good morning, everyone! How are you?
Class: "Welcome, teacher!"
Teacher: You can take your seats. I am your new philosophy teacher, and I'm pleased to meet you. Now, can you introduce yourselves to me?
As everyone in the class was introducing themselves, one of the prettiest girls in school, Sophie, began to introduce herself.
Sophie: First of all, hello everyone. My name is Sophie. I'm 16 years old and I live here. My hobbies are sewing, playing volleyball, and occasionally drawing a little bit.
Everyone was listening to Sophie attentively, while our character turned his head away.
(I'll be honest, she's really a beautiful girl, no joke. But she's very fake, hiding behind a mask. That's what loneliness does; it reveals a person's true nature. After all, everyone hides their true self while talking to someone. At least, that's what I think.)
As everyone was introducing themselves, it was time for our character.
****: E-hm... Hi, I'm ****. I live here and I don't have a hobby. Thanks.
Teacher: Is that all? You really don't have any hobbies? You can speak freely.
****: Well, I occasionally draw when I'm bored.
Everyone in the class looked at our character. Sophie also started listening to him.
Teacher: Well, since everyone has introduced themselves, we can start the lesson.
(Don't you think hobbies are a bit silly? To me, they seem like trivial and delayed tasks. Actually, hobbies are just unfinished tasks that you don't continue. And at some point, you return to that task and say, "That's my hobby." Drawing is just a summary of that.)