Scenery | pjm

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The hours went by. The day was almost over, we had painting practice outside, right on the spot which I have dreamed of since i came. The shadow had fallen so perfectly, that it gave a whole new meaning to the landscape. I took out my paints and brushes, while Erik, a boy I met in class, was setting up my tripod.

''I could do it myself. I've done it thousand times!''

''He pretends to be a gentleman. Let him. He likes the view.'' Mi – Cha smirked. They are siblings. At first I was ashamed that I didn't believe it. She is a beautiful Korean girl with deep black eyes and black hair, while he.. he is also handsome as hell, but he is not Korean. The typical American boy, beautiful blue eyes, brown like blonde hair. But then they explained. Their parents married three years ago. Mi – Cha came from Korea (obviously) and Erik is local. Well, at least they don't think I am stupid, right?

''If you don't open your mouth, your day will not pass, will it?''

''It will, but in a bored way.''

I laughed and shook my head. This is it, the siblings energy. I quietly thanked Erik for his help and placed the canvas on the tripod. I looked around. Everything is so tempting, how am I expected to choose what to paint? It was like she read my mind, Mi – Cha asked me what I am going to paint.

''Are you stupid? The professor said to paint trees, sky, benches, a trash can if you want, whatever attracts you.'' Erik started talking again.

''Oh wow, look at that. At least I am not the only one who's stupid, thank you very much, bro, for accompanying me in this endeavor.'' She sent him an airy kiss and grinned. ''Because, thanks to this handsome man, my life is gloomy, I will paint in black and white. Although not on the topic, the world in black and white will have a lot to read if you look deep in to it. It's an emotion.''

I watched her with admiration. She knew what it was about, she knew how she feels, and even though she joked all the time, she knew what she was talking about. I loved her. And we know each other only for a day.

I looked around again and thought. What would it be? What? Wha... ''I will do a spring day.''

''Great choice, K. I'm thinking of painting those chicks over there. So hot.'' Erik said and winked at the girls. Well, at least he captured beauty like the professor said..

Several crowds of screaming girls ran to the entrance of the yard. I looked at Erik and Mi-Cha, who same as me, were confused.

''Don't tell me that Beyonce is here and I don't know!'' Erik shouted and looked around. ''OT7 are here, you fool. Educate yourself.''

''What is OT7?'' ''Damn, what a fire babe.'' The three of us said at the same time.

''You don't know OT7? Either you are new or you are complete losers.'' The same girl said and looked at us. ''It seems to be the first. Well, get ready, because they are coming and my time to tell you is a bit limited.'' Grabbing her head she cracked her neck and then her fingers. Music started playing from nowhere and two black cars stopped. ''OT7, ladies and gentleman are..''

''What is this music? Where did it came from?'' Erik asked and I pinched him. He mouthed me 'it's like a fucking movie', as if I don't know. ''From the girls, so that their videos can look cool."

''OT7 is a gang of seven boys, the seven most wanted and adored boys. They are not only beautiful, but quite smart and hardworking. Each of them earns their own money, with their own mind and work. And their families are hella rich.'' The girl pointed at the boys getting out of their cars. ''Kim Namjoon, the boy with the gray hair, or the leader of OT7. He is the smartest, studies Business Administration & Management, works with several large companies... and opened a gallery a few months ago.'' We stared at him running his fingers through his hair, his unpretentious beauty.

''Min Yoongi. Mint hair. He doesn't talk much. Although he hated all kinds of school, he followed his friends and enrolled in law department. While in college he is first among the lawyers, outside of it, he is the most wanted song-writer in the region. He owns his own recording studio and for the last one year he is rumored to have sold over 30 songs. Composed and finished.'' I heard Erik's hiccup. Mine too.

''Jung Ho-seok also known as Hobi is the one with smile. He is loved for his ability to make the planet smile. He study Statistics and Computer Science & Programming. And during the time he is not in college, he is in his parents company, which will soon be handed to him. You know the company. Vesta.''

''Vesta? Holly shit.'' I looked surprised at the wide-eyed Erik.

''Do you know it?''

''Do I know it? The largest data protection company. You know those risky games that, although they can hack us, we still download them? And the sites? Well, Vesta prevents those things and more. Do you know that even the president's data is safe with them?''

''Exactly.'' The girl nodded. ''Next, the guy with wide pants and long t-shirt, the one with the tattoos? This is Jungkook. He is an architecture student, and in his second year here he also joined the art department, just for pure pleasure. He is the youngest in the group and this is his first year he has worked, and has already prepared, signed and sold four big projects.''

''Kim Taehyung.'' I was shocked at the mention of my friend's name. He wasn't kidding when he said he was one of the most wanted men. ''You may already know him, if of course, you are a gucci fan. He is the main photographer of Gucci, most of the time he is not here because he travels for the photoshoots, but, as I said, he is one of the most successful students. He gave a speech to the whole university, to parents and guests, he was given as an example'' My Tae?

''V? The hot Gucci photographer who is also their model? Tell me Jin is here too, please.'' Mi-Cha cried.

''I was just starting with him. Kim Seok-Jin or Jin, as you said, the guy with pink hair, just like Hobi, study Computer Science & Programming, works in Hobi's company, and is also a model of Gucci, Nike, Louis Vuitton, and many other equally large brands.'' The girl looked at them and sighed in love. ''And last but not least, Park Jimin. The charismatic young man with sunglasses and blonde hair. He deals with video games. Or more precisely their creation. He turned down millions of dollars just to finish the game, which bought him three times as much.'' She looked at Erik. ''I know you know the game. Ch1mverse.''

''Holly shit on 2. Are you kidding? You are talking about jm? In his game i get dirty with a lot of chicks.''

''They all kill you, Erik.''

''You don't know that.'' He waved his hand casually.

''I think it's time to start working, yes?'' Mi-Cha said and went to the bench she chose to work on. I and Erik nodded and went to our places. But before I sat down, I checked my paints, my pink was empty. And for a spring day it mattered the most.

''Do you have pink paint?''

''Got ya!'' Erik winked and threw a tube of pink paint at me. When the tube made contact with my hand, I squeezed it, the paint spilled somewhere behind me. I froze, Erik too. With the tube cap in his hand and wide eyes. He was looking somewhere behind me.

''Did you just pour your paint on me?'' An angry voice echoed in the space.

I closed my eyes and slowly turned around.

''Did i? I did. I am so sorry, it was not on purpose –'' I looked at the man standing beside me. Park Jimin himself. And his army behind him. Everybody was looking at me. I looked at the guys, they were shocked.. except..

Tae was holding his laugh so hard, that he turned red. 'You are dead' I mouthed him, as he blinked twice and calmed the passions.

Jimin laughed humorless and leaned over to me. I could feel his cool breath hitting my face. ''If sorry worked, do you think the world will be like this? No, it won't.'' As the last words were said, loud music began to float in the space.

''Seriously, ladies? You are filming this one too?'' Erik shook his head in disappointment.