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—— playlist : "In for it" (Tory Lanez)
I sat in my seat, today sunoo looked tired. As if he didn't get any sleep, but his eyes were always placed on the same thing, in all classes his eyes are only focused on one thing.
His desk, his empty desk. We were currently in art class so our desks weren't going to be empty today.
"Morning class for art today I want you guys to watercolor paint, I was you to express who you are through anything. And with that you'll write why it expresses who you are, only I'll be reading it once you're finished."
Miss passed down painting paper and paints to our tables, "get started and if there are any questions please ask."
I started off by drawing a sunflower, I'm as bright as the sun. I'm radiant, I'm a bright person, I'm active during the day.
And sunoo on the other hand, he used watercolors only in black. He drew a butterfly, it was a very mesmerizing painting but one wing was of the butterfly was broken...Other butterflies were in the sky while that one butterfly stood there watching the rest knowing that it'll forever be in solitude.
And that was sunoo, it expressed him because he could outcome to be like a butterfly but what's stopping him? That broken wing, it symbolizes that broken piece in his scarred piece in his heart.
He wants to be like everyone else, but that broken wing as him keeps him away from doing so, it got hard to do everything he's been desiring. He only gets to watch, but he can't join in. He's a misfit.
A misfit, and will always be in darkness and solitude.
"Sunoo your painting...I've never seen anything like it. It's beautiful...in which ways does it represent you?"
The male looked down, "a lot of ways." He lowly responded , not wanting to meet his eyes with his curious yet fascinated teacher.
"Alright, I can't wait to read your paper. You're a very talented student."
—— 3 yrs ago, continuing
It wasn't long before Sunoo's dark days were finally over, he was just scarred now. Days after the scene that happened in the living room with his father, Sunoo came home one day to the sight of the police in his house.
His parents laid on the floor lifelessly, blood was splattered all across the floor. "You're parents...I'm sorry to tell you kid but they were pronounced dead by 4 hours."
They were murdered, Sunoo always wondered why someone would Murder them. Those two barely had any one that they rivaled against.
Sunoo felt relieved...at the sight of seeing them dead. He never loved them in anyway as for they didn't cherish him, they wanted a son just to torture him and make him a perfectionist.
After his parents death, his aunt tried to take responsibility of him. She was much nicer than his adoptive parents, sunoo couldn't believe how she could be the sister of his father.
He still refused to go into her care even if she was nice, she understood him and let him be. They allowed him to be free, Sunoo got all of his parents money, He lives alone in a huge mansion now.
Sunoo is often talked about in school for being the most quiet, for being cold and vacant but they will never understand his story. He's not what everyone views him to be, he's just a boy with a damaged heart and scarred mind.
—— present
"I'll be collecting your paintings, there were a lot of interesting one. Take a look at this one I found the most interesting, it's Sunoo's one. A butterfly but with a broken wing and it seems as if it's watching all the other butterflies flying in the sky."
"I'll be looking forward to yours Sunoo, you're one interesting student."
