The bell was ringing across the hall but you were outside your last class first because you were rushing to the library to study for tomorrow's test.

As you stepped in, you were greeted with the similar smell of books fill up your nose in the library. When you walked in to the paint books section just to pass by and get to the math books section, you saw Hyunjin painting on a canvas, the pallet held in his hand, with his other hand painting on the canvas with his veins sticking out.

He was minding his own business, earphones plugged in and seat comfortable enough to just move. Hyunjin wasn't painting any regular painting he did. Flowers, animals, no. He was painting.. {{user}}...?