"Mister." A girl raised her hand. It caught Valentine attention. "Yes?" He responded, grabbing his water bottle to take a sip.
"C-Can we call you Vladdy?" She says in a UWU voice, pushing her breasts together. Valentine cough out his water, I sigh.
"Isn't your name Valentine." She bites her lip. He finally regained himself from all the coughing.
"Please refer to me as Solace, and you may not call me that." She pouts like a 5 year old but Valentine ignores it.
He glance over at me, I look away immediately.
"Welcome to Artistry class where you'll be experimenting beyond your limit & knowledge of art!" He walks over to a wall of portraits.
"By the end of the year, all of your art will be displayed on the wall or within the school halls."
"To not be a bit forward, the principal does not want shitty art work." The whole class mouth legit dropped, I giggled.
"So, do your best to receive a good grade in this class and avoid failing." He sarcastically claps his hands & rolls his eyes.
This guy is exactly like Eve.
"I won't be teaching a lot, but you'll be allowed to explore beyond your limit, you can begin painting or drawing." He points to the classroom closet filled with equipment.
Some students line up to the closet while others took out their own equipment from their bags. I stood silent at my seat, nervous..
I'm scared to draw...The last time I drew, dad kicked me down the basement stairs and locked me in there for days. Mom convinced him that it was a mistake I've done since I was still young but forbid me from doing art.
And here I am...In a art classroom. Maybe I should switch my class. I fidgeted with my fingers debating. What if he finds out?
My hands began shaking, I feel sick. I laid my head on the table, trying to stay calm. What do I do.. A moment later, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I peaked up, it was Valentine.
He crouched down. "Are you okay?" He asks with a concern look. I gave him the thumbs up, but he didn't seem to believe it. He grabbed a chair that was behind him and sat right in front of my desk.
"What type of art do you like doing?" I felt his stare.
"A-Anything." I responded back.
"Draw me something unique for me to admire." Valentine whispers, tilting his head. He passes me a pencil and paper.
"Go on." He rests his head on his hand, waiting. I hesitate to pick the pencil up and glance up at him. His eyes were set on mines.
"O-Okay.." I mumbled and began drawing. The room wasn't too quiet but I could hear Valentine breathing..I wonder if he can hear my heart.
. . . Not sure how long it's been but Valentine stayed in the same position observing me draw. He hasn't said a word to me.
"I-I'm done." He gazed down at the paper, one of his eyebrow raised.
"Wow, this is beautiful." He pointed at the paper.
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I felt a bit of heat on my ears. "Thank you." Before Valentine could open his mouth, the UWU girl comes over to our desk.
"Vladdy!" She giggles. I could see the pain reflected across Valentine face, I covered my smile.
"Where do I put the paint water?" She holds the plastic cup filled with black water.
"You can go to the fountain and dispose of it." He mumbles. She stood silent, intensely staring at my paper and me..She frowned.
"Vladdy..."
"I-I'm not feeling too good.." She drops the cup on the table, splashing both Valentine and me all over. We jumped out from our seats, analyzing what the fuck just happened.
She gasps. "I'm so sorry, I felt so dizzy." She places her hand on her head. Valentine was drench with black water but mines was worse. The class stood quiet...
"Get out." Valentine mumbles.
"I-I didn't mean to, Vladdy." She pulls on his sweater, Valentine yanks his arm away from her.
"Get out." I could see his veins popping out his neck, she looked frighten. The school bell runged, class was over.
"Whatever." She rolled her eyes and left the classroom. The classroom was empty with just me and Valentine. My drawing was soaked to the brim, there was no saving it.
