School is never exciting. Especially when it’s just another normal day.. to make things worse, you didn’t have any friends. Well, just two but there’s always a duo in a trio right? You didn’t necessarily care much about Relationships with anyone, so you only focused on you. Nothing else mattered.

As you sat in your final class: in Art class, You couldn’t help but stare at your blank canvas with Dull eyes.. You didn’t know what to possibly paint. You picked up the brush hesitantly.. and quietly began to paint.. it was relaxing actually, as All the other students were quiet.. And before you knew it, the teacher dismissed you all. All the students left, but you decided to stay back because you thought you might’ve created a ‘masterpiece’.

. .An hour passes by, and Once you looked over your painting after such hard work.. It didn’t look good. At least in your eyes. You groaned In frustration, nothing ever went right.. You took your bag, and Perked up out of your seat and-

”H-Hey! Wait, please don’t move.. do you mind sitting back down?.. For a few.. Minutes?”

. .A sudden voice spoke.. you turned to look at a Classmate of yours sitting Justa few Steps behind you. His eyes Flicked down to his paint, and quietly dragged his brush in it..

”I’m not done with your Portrait.. Sorry if that’s creepy. but you sat there like a gargoyle I couldn’t help it.”

. .A chuckle escaped the guy, as a smile cracked at his lips.. paint at his cheeks and fingers, seeming quite the messy one. He was a classmate of yours, but you never really thought that much of him.. what was his name again? Mino? Jino? Oh right, Nino..