•Divine Eunoia• ㅡ<Huang Renjun>ㅡ

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Well that was a long ass hiatus.🤠
Apologies and thank you for the new reads🙇🏻‍♀️

'I hate this.'

She thought to herself while looking at Renjun's slender figure standing by the long canvas piece, holding a brush and palette in hand.

Herin wanted to reach out to him and talk about how already amazing his un-finished art looks. But the talk she had with her brother last night made her silk off in guilt. Making her question if she actually wanted to go against his words.

He cares about her and she doesn't want to disappoint him however, She also wants to choose her friends like a normal adult.

Her inner self contemplating had her torn between paths.

"You just gonna stand there and watch like a creep?"

She flinched out of her mind at his low voice, straightening up before dashing a smile at the usual gloomy face of his. Renjun stared down at his painting in some sort of uncertainty, brows crossing while eyeing the brush strokes.

"It's beautiful" said Herin.

And that was it for him to not doubt his piece anymore. His lips threatened to break into a smile at her genuine words, she awed watching the finished canvas.

Renjun glanced at her, seeing how she always had her hair combed neatly with some light waves extending at the bottom alongside some natural split ends. Her eyes glistening under the sun as if it were a star, Just now noticing the small patch under her right eye he chuckled slightly at the thought that she had a pimple.

Herin raised her fingers to press the circular patch that sat on her pimple. "What? its normal and pretty fine.." She mumbled as her gaze fell on the floor.

Renjun cackled lightly and nodded. "Whatever, wanna go get lunch?"

His harsh eyes softened as he asked her, while stuffing pencils and clean brushes into his bag alongside some paint tubes. Herin blinked at the question, not knowing what to say.
She stuttered with her words but thought as she's just hanging with him inside the university/ school doors.

"Sure." Giving a small nod she agreed.

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"You know you would look way better with your hair slicked back, right?" Saewoo talked Jihoon through his fashion choices while they sat on the long cafeteria table.

"B-but my mom really likes my hair the way it is." He declared, looking down at his salmon and broccoli's. Saewoo sighed followed by a laugh.

Renjun ate in silence as usual while the two were engaged in an awkward conversation. He was kind off forcibly sitting on the same table as them because his own friends were absent.

Herin on the other hand, was deep in thoughts about what her brother said last night.
She knew all he was doing was trying to do was make her feel safe but at the same time she was also sick of his strict rules about who to befriend.

Her eyes wondered to the side, gazing upon Renjun. The small scowl sat on his face as he seemed bored stuffing the pasta in his mouth.
Her stressful thoughts vanished the minute he looked back at her.
Herin smiled at him, giving him an initiate to smile sometimes too.

He chuckled, looking away.
"Why do you look at me like that?"

Herin placed her face in her palms as her elbow hit the table, not gazing away.
"Like what?"

Renjun snapped his head at her soft tone, she was innocently doing something to him without knowing.

He sighed,
"God, darling you're crazy."

She mindlessly blinked at what he said, not quite getting what he meant.
"You don't just say that to any guy with that look on your face" he began, now turning and staring into her eyes.

"They'll take it another way."
"What way?"

He rolled his eyes, going back to eating his lunch. Herin laughed and continued her lunch too.
"Oh and, Renjun?"
"Yeah?"

She took a quick glance of him before smiling,
"I wouldn't say that to any other guy."

He looked back at her and she chuckled at him, "Except you."