Jeon Junu
Junu sat in the middle of his bed, headphones on, not drawing, but listening, legs folded in a lotus pose.
I want to feel. Please make me feel something.
***
"You have to behave your part," his mother said coldly. "Be professional. You are not at all like those dirty kids. Don't forget you have to make your family proud." She was fixing his tie on the high school uniform.
"I thought I could make..." Young Junu hoped. "...a friend," he said pensively.
"You don't need friends. You have art. There isn't anyone who could be on your level anyway. You are too good, too special." Her frozen blue-gray eyes made him quiver.
"Don't you ever try, you'll only end up getting lice from them." She started to gently and briefly caress his cheek.
"You know what you have to be." She ended up pinching his cheek painfully with her long manicured nails.
***
Ouch.
A small tear made its way across his cheek and stopped at the corner of his mouth, making the tiniest pond in the world, waiting to be joined by another.
It tasted sweet.
Sadness.
In the end, this is a feeling too.
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I'm sorry for the lack of the original illustrations, I ran out of time and available laptop to do them. I left the rest of the random graphics in black and white or rarely in color because my cover is black and white too.
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