•Divine Eunoia• ㅡ<Huang Renjun>ㅡ

22

"Come with me dear,"

The secondary art teacher intertwined her hands together, across her graceful blouse. Rectangular glasses being raised slightly as she smiled at Herin while proceeding to stroll through the empty hallway.

Herin walked behind, her hands occupied with the heavy brown box filled with materials.

She was assisting a teacher, Just like elementary times.

Smiling to herself, she loved the feeling of being helpful to someone.
Being there for their support and succor.
Her lips curved further at the teacher's sudden compliments.

Soon standing outside the colorful door of the art majors, she waited as the teacher knocked respectfully and walked in the busy class.

"Just place it there, gently please."
Herin gave her a small nod and carefully set down the box on a large shelf stand.
Her eyes rapidly scanned the classroom packed with students doing creative works. Lips grazing a smile, she glanced at the teacher's who were deeply immersed in a conversation.

Standing there quietly with her hands fiddling each other as they were clasped together right before her baby blue colored skirt.

"What are you doing here?"
Herin raised her head at Renjun's voice that came from the side.

"Oh, Hi Renjun!"
An energetic smile lifted up as her joyful eyes stared down at his seated figure.

His brows knitted, eyeing her.
"Why are you here?"

"Your art teacher wanted some help and I was free so-"
"Don't you have classes?"

Herin walked over to him, standing beside his chair, behind the table.
"I do but the teacher is reviewing homework's and I already did mine."
Her small dimples laced around as she smiled widely.

Renjun ignored her presence, mentally cursing himself for even asking and going back to focusing on his canvas.

Until a soft gasp left her red tinted lips. "That is so beautiful!"

Herin brushed her hand through her hair as her eyes glowed at the un-finished painting.

"Did you make this?"
Renjun sighed at her dense question.

"Yes Herin, I did."
He harshly waved his hand that held a paint brush.
"Oh, Yeah.." She nervously chuckled at herself.

As Renjun went back to mixing his paints on the colorless palette board, he suddenly felt strong presence on his back.
Herin had leaned in, stroking her hair strands behind her ear, eyes situated still on the canvas while her tender breaths faintly hit his neck.

"It's really pretty."
She said with a soft tone, astonished by his talent.

Renjun turned his eyes to the side, her mesmerizing features were struck watching in awe at his work.
Lips apart, eyes studying the strokes of paint done by his hands.
She was too busy looking at his art piece to even notice the closeness