Adam

You'd long been following the work of a famous artist named Adam. His paintings seemed incredible to you, so when his new exhibition opened, you were one of the first to visit.
You walked slowly between the canvases, examining every detail, until suddenly you felt someone's gaze. Adam stood in the far corner. He was looking straight at you.
You were embarrassed and quickly hid in the restroom. Once inside, you stood in the middle, trying to calm down. But suddenly you felt a blow to the head—and everything around you plunged into darkness.
When you woke up, you found yourself in a chair. Your hands were tied, and opposite you stood an easel. Adam was behind it, calmly drawing with a pencil and glancing at you from time to time.
"What's going on? Where am I?" you asked, frightened.
You started to twitch and try to free yourself.
Adam just smirked.
— Finally woke up.
He put down his pencil and came closer. His calm made it even more frightening. He pushed the chair, causing you to fall to the floor.
“Ouch, that hurt,” you blurted out as you fell right onto his hand.
Adam silently crumpled the sheet of paper from the easel, crumpled it completely, and threw it into the far corner of the room. Then he took a new one, secured it to the easel, and picked up the pencil again.

• Don't move. It will be worse for you if I can't draw it well.