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• Again and again, twice
'I've already reached my dreams...'
'So I shouldn't be curious about you anymore...'
A cool-toned-white light shined down on her to outline her curves and facial features, she stood tall on Suna's display. (Y/n)'s legs are crossed with her left leg in front of her right; her left arm is raised high to define her right hip and her right arm is raised lower than her left.
Suna carefully calculated her proportions on his canvas with his pencil. He precisely highlighted her hips and waist before working up to the top-right side to etch her fingers.
Suna completely finished her arm and forgot how her hands posed. He peeked out of his canvas, lonely tears ran slowly down her cheeks.
(Y/n)'s eye makeup did not run down her face and nor did her eyes puff up yet. Her glassy eyes looked elsewhere, unaware of Suna's worried gaze.
He got up with tissues in hand, his dress shoes clacked on the hard floor and her tears were patted dry with his gentle hand.
She had failed to realize his outfit for the day, (Y/n) had been so caught up in her own world that she refused eye contact from those around her.
Without words, he moved her fingers how he saw fit for her painting.
Her (e/c) eyes lingered on the brunette, he wore thin-framed glasses with a white collar topped with a gray vest loosely on. His white sleeves were rolled up with old paint stains littered colorfully.
Suna went back to work quickly before she ached in her pose, he diligently sketched her pose with notes on the small notepad his canvas held at the bottom.
"(F/n) you can come to check my progress now, if there's anything you want to add–Just let me know for the ball."
He prepared a seat for her beside him as she hops down the display, making her way to him with a blank expression.
With the eraser end of his pencil he pointed at his notepad, "So this is what I'll bring and it's ready to paint," Suna gave her the written contents. "I pretty much jotted down colors to bring."
Her brows came together to study his notes, "I think I'll let you know what I'm wearing for the ball for the paints ya know."
(Y/n) came out of her tense face, "And, sorry about earlier..." She looked into his eyes apologetically.
Suna froze, he had caught himself leaning in by the hair. "I'm not the greatest speaker but,I'll be all ears for you."
