Juniper travels to Seoul to escape from a rocky past to find and truly love herself. While there, she meets an unlikely suitor, who is willing to love her unconditionally and help her genuinely love herself. To show her she's deserving of all the l...
My cab pulls up to the Seoul Museum of Art. I pay and thank the driver as I get out. I look up at the museum giddy. My camera is strapped around my neck and I have a sketch pad in my purse. I am not a great artist by any means, but after walking around a museum and getting inspiration from so many amazing artists, I like to sit in from of some and do some sketching. Photography is my real passion. Whether it's a beautiful view of the city or candid photos of couples in love. Capturing those moments just fell right. I walk into the museum and greet the man at the front desk. He gives me a set of headphones and explains some pieces in the museum have people talking to you about the art and artist. He mentions some of the people that do the voices are famous, like actors and artists. I smile and thank him and I make my way into the museum.
I walk through rooms and rooms and exhibits. From sculptures to paintings to just beautiful handmade lights hanging from the ceilings. Museums can be so magical and enchanting. Artists' hard work, blood, sweat, and tears go into these beautiful pieces, and seeing them come to life in front of my eyes brings me joy. I wander around the museum a little more before I come across a three-piece painting. It has dots of colors creating an image of pink flowers. I stare at it for a minute then pick the painting for the voiceover and sit on the bench across from it. I get startled when a voice comes across saying they are Namjoon from BTS. I get all giddy as he talks to me about the painting in my ears. I feel all warm. I can't wait to meet the boys tomorrow at the fan signing. I hope I don't go full fan girl. I need to keep my composure as best as possible. I also need to think hard about a cute outfit. Even though it may not catch their eye, I still deserve to feel pretty.
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I take out my camera and take a few more pictures before I take my sketchbook out and start sketching some flowers. When RM is done speaking through the headphones, I take them off and put on my own earbud. I choose the BTS song, Spring Day, and continue working. I'm so lost in what I'm doing I don't notice a man come up beside me a few feet away. I'm lost in my drawing when I hear a familiar voice. "What do you like about the piece?." I jump and look up. My eyes widen. The man standing a few feet away is the same man from the other day at the airport. He's still wearing a mask, minus his hat this time. His black hair peeks over the back of his jacket. He's looking at me expectantly with one eyebrow raised. I close my mouth, not realizing it was gaped open.
I clear my throat, "I think it's beautiful. It represents a beautiful spring day and new life. It also shows how uneven and chaotic life can be with not-so-perfect petals and splatters of paint." I stare at the painting as I speak.
"That's a beautiful way of looking at it." He says as he steps closer, "What are you listening to?" He asks pointing to my headphone.
