5am, and Eri is currently trying to find the most presentable outfit.
Today is a big day for Eri. It's the first day of Art University! Her dream is to become a professional artist.
She started illustrating at the age of five, then soon fell in love with it.
Eri did not grow up in a healthy environment and didn't have a good role model or receive the support she needed.
She dropped out of high school in the middle of 9th grade because she wanted to devote her whole life into art. So, she was homeschooled by her foster mother.
She can't think of anything else she'd rather spend her life doing and worked on her illustrations until she would be covered in paint.
6:15am, she arrives at the building and walks around looking for the principals office.
As she's walking around the halls, all the confidence she built before arriving suddenly faded.
Intimated by the beautiful art hanging on the walls Eri thinks to her self, Damn... Am I really cut out for this?
She feels a knot arise in her stomach and start to feel weak. As she's walking down the halls, she finds the restroom.
After about thirty minutes, she takes deep breaths, and try to remind herself of everything she has been through and her love for art.
She rebuilds up her confidence and struts to the principals office.
"Good morning, how may I help you?", The principal said, in an energetic tone.
"I'm here for my class schedule," Eri replied, with a shaky tone in her voice.
"Ah, of course. What's your name, young lady?" The principal said. "Eri... Eri Heart," Eri said as she's gaining her confidence back bit by bit.
"It's nice to meet you, Ms. Heart! Here is your schedule!" The principal said in a friendly manner.
Eri grabs her schedule and walks out the principals office feeling a mixture of emotions: Terrified, happy, excited, etc.
She floods her head with positive thoughts as she walks to the second floor looking for room 203.
As she's scanning around looking for room 203, she notices a girl with a stylish white shirt with holes on the bottom, leather black shorts, browse tights under, and black boots.
As Eri is checking out her outfit, her eyes then wander up to her facial fractures. She has beautiful yellow eyes, puffy pink hair, perfectly slit eyebrows, adorable freckles, and soft plump lips.
As Eri is admiring her beauty, she's been staring for too long and the girl noticed. She walks up to Eri, posed and said "Take a picture, it'll last longer." Adding a seductive wink.
"Oh... I'm sorry," Eri said nervously. "Your outfit grabbed my attention. You look interesting," Eri said with a slight smile.
"Interesting good or interesting bad?", She questioned raising an eyebrow.
"Interesting good," Eri said, with a nervous smile.
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Bloody Paintbrush
Teen FictionHey, this is my first story! Is starts off kinda normal and slow, but then gets intense and disturbing. I thought of this story; it's completely Original. The plot, the characters, everything. (except some names which my friends helped me with other...