"Come sit on my lap" He ordered
when my throat dried, Aroused by the tone. I didn't think I'd love it when he ordered me like this.
I slowly crawled to him when he made me sit on his lap, I realised he's already shirtless. My cheeks are flushed wi...
I'm sitting on the window ledge while looking at the main gate of Yn's house, wishing her to get out of her house so that I can talk to her. I looked at the time. The clock, showing 1 am. She must be sleeping.
I'm feeling so bad deep down, You can say terrible. I wish I didn't force her to go with me in that museum so that she won't have to listen to those harsh words. She has the purest heart I have ever seen, but just because of my childish step, she got the dirt in her character. I'm feeling too guilty. I wish I've never came here and Didn't get involved in her life. She was right, I shouldn't have interfere in her life. As a stranger I'm doing too much which I shouldn't do.
A stranger should stay a stranger. I sighed deeply and decide to take a walk as I'm not feeling too good. Joonho isn't at home too, I have no idea where did he go! maybe he's tired of today's drama. They created a very bad scene here. All of these are my fault. Only mine.
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I walked under the dark sky while the moon following me as my companion. It's the only companion I always had since the childhood.
Each step I'm taking alone, reminds me of my old days when I had no one beside me. My family was a business man family, They never had time for me so one day I chosed the paint brush. I started painting in such an early age.
I tried to put colours in my own dull life. Slowly I didn't understand when it becomes my everything. I got my charm, That inner child of me suddenly felt alive the day I met Mr. Shin sooyeop, My drawing teacher. He had a very different perspective about the world and it's beauty. He taught me to find beauty in people, nature, everything. He believed Everything in this world is an art, Just embrace it, learn from it, Portray it on your canvas with your brush.
He once told me, "Namjoon, Your brush is your weapon, it can be your strength also it can be your weakness. Now you have to choose what you want! Express your heart on those blank canvas, Paint them all, Show your craze, Show your desperation for your art, put your passion into it, Give it a life."
He was such a beautiful person. His personality, His words, His talent was beyond the world. I was too glad that I met him and Got a chance to be his student. He changed my life in a way no one ever could. He gave me that fatherly love which I craved for years. His blessings are still with me even though he's not among us.
I sighed and noticed that I reached the seashore, I sit down there and Looked up at the sky.
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"Pretty"
That one word came out of my mouth.
I wish Yn was there beside me. Even though she stays silent, Her silence spoke louder than words. But I don't think she'll again talk to me after all who'll talk to a person who ruined her image in front of others. You deserve this Kim Namjoon.
