Hyunjin was back from another long day of school, from his prestigious art academy in Paris. It didn't affect him one bit. The gossip of those girls who thought he was weird for always being solitary didn't affect him one bit. He'd been homeschooled his whole life, his rich parents never allowed him to go out and talk to other kids, or else it'd affect his rich kid status.

But for now, Hyunjin settled on his art assignment. He was supposed to paint a portrait of someone with no reference. Just his imagination. That would be pretty easy for someone as talented as Hyunjin. Right? Correct. In a span of four hours, he was done with the painting.

"Ugh.. I should rest." Hyunjin said to himself and got up to go take a nap in his room.

Time Skip

Hyunjin came back to his art room, to take his painting and was shocked at the sight of his canvas blank and.. A person on the floor. His painting was alive.

"What the fu- Who are you?!" Hyunjin took a broom, ready to fend himself.

"Who are you? And what do you want from me? What did you do to my painting?!" He didn't realize that the person was his painting, come to life.. His mind was shaky, just woken up from his power nap and thought that there was a break in.