Can you reveal something about yourself that most people don't know?
It was in my second year of illustration that I have fully realized my fear around mannequins. I mistakenly thought the back of a dressed-up mannequin was my professor. All throughout class, all I felt was its presence in the corner of the room, despite its face covered with paper. The same year, instead of live models for life drawing, a couple of headless toddler mannequins were used as replacement. When the professor twisted its body and arms around to pose, it became very uncomfortable to watch.
It got worse in third year when Wai Yan dared me to hug one. I couldn't do it. Even a simple poke would give the shivers.
Now, I distance myself from them whenever I walk around the mall. The worst ones are the mannequins crouching on the pedestals or with outstretched arms because it looks as if they're about to pounce on you.