A/N: What he is wearing is on top. And his hair looks like the one below
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I scrolled through my phone sitting at the empty table. I had finished school and I had gotten to my art class. No one had come and it didn't matter since, I was first in class because I loved art and it was going to be my future career I was way more serious than the rest in class.
There were a few others who were as serious as me but, they weren't coming for the extra class today. My best friend hadn't shown up to class today so, I was sad that I was alone but, it didn't stop me one bit from scrolling on Pinterest for ideas to draw what I should draw next. The teacher had entered class. I put my phone down. She gave an assignment to draw a topic related to flowers. I was immediately excited to start drawing. I pulled out my earphones and my sheet. I laid out all my art materials as I began sketching. I heard loud laughter and I looked up to see a group of boys walk in. I paid not more than a few moments of attention to them as I continued to draw. I continued to sketch my poster and character design inspired from the flower that the teacher said.
She began doing rounds after 20 minutes of teaching the rest of the class how to draw the reference image she had shown on the monitor. "Allora what are you drawing?" She asked me. I looked up at her sheepishly. I always tended to draw something different than what she really had asked. "A poster for my character design inspired by the flower you showed as the reference." "I wanted you to simply draw the flower." She said shaking her head in slight disappointment. I sheepishly smiled at her. "I can give you the proper drawing next class. Like I always do." I said. "But, that's not what you are supposed to do. If I allowed you then everyone should also draw anything they wish." She said. "Well, inspiration struck me and I wanted to draw this. Plus the poster won't have the character. It will simply have the flower on it." I said. She shook her head, sighed and walked to the next class. I shrugged my shoulders before I placed my pencil behind my ear.
I smiled to myself as I continued to paint the flower and the character design. I finished before the rest of the class and I began walking to everyone's desk as I helped them with their work. They usually asked me what colours go together so I was always openly helping them. I loved helping my classmates who came and asked me questions about art.
"Allora!" I heard someone call me. I turned around and saw way back in the corner the group boys call me. I walked over with a small smile as I approached the table. "Val?" I asked. "Surprised how you didn't notice me when I walked in." he smirked at me. I smiled as he stood and I hugged him. He used to go to the same school as me and we used to sit next to each other because the teacher assigned on the seats next to each other. He used to call me his art teacher and ask me advice on fashion outfits he used to sketch. In all honesty he sucked but, when I looked down at his artwork I was stunned. There was so much improvement. The first person he came out to in the class was me. I was happy that he was glowing with joy.
"So what help do you need?" I asked. "Nothing. I have gotten better master." He said. "I can see that. But if you get even better than me you might turn to the dark side and I don't think I have it in me to fight you in Mustafar. Can't burn all this beauty you know. Just imagine all the soot I could be covered in." I smirked at him. He looked at me completely confused. I sighed. He hasn't watched it. But, I heard the sweetest laughter. I looked up to see the most gorgeous face laughing with his eyes crinkled and scrunched up in the cutest way possible. He opened his eyes and I looked at him in awe. He had most beautiful sea blue eyes. As I looked at him I could feel the world around me stop and slow down. He was mesmerising. I grinned at him and I tucked my hair behind my ear and looked back at him.
