Blue Blue is the sky and the water. Some butterflies are blue, some birds are too. Blue is a colour that stands for calmness and intelligence, yet it's actual existence is questioned to this day.

The 18 year old Yaguchi-san sits in front of his canvas, lost in thought as to what to draw. His arms have little scars from the bad rash he had a few months ago.

The canvas stays empty for now. He's too occupied with thinking about the theme order 'the muse of life'. What the prof thought with this? He's honestly too emotionally drained from the whole TUA ordeal to be creative now, his sketchbook filled with crossed out possible sketches.

The blue sky outside fills the empty classroom with light, maybe he should go for a walk.