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y/n gets cheated on by her ex boyfriend and is now forced to live with her befriends and they're roommate 𝘈𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘈𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘵
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y/n finds out the boy she's falling in love with isn't the gu...
﹏𓊝﹏ School; a place most people dread going to, and other people use it to drown out their personal problems.
You sat in your head, thinking mindlessly. Mind so gone, you didn't quite hear what Professor Teegan was preaching about.
Through your black beats, music boomed (Self Care by Mac Miller). Your right hand was placed under your chin, and your elbow rested on the thick, square black desk.
The room was filled with many different colors and art works by famous artists, and a cold breeze hit all corners of the room. Muffled talking from your seat partners could be slightly heard.
You hadn't cared what they were talking about; it really didn't concern you.
An artist study project; that's the last project before spring break. It was an individual project, and that caused the heavy boiling water in your feet to turn into lukewarm water. It was like someone grabbed ten pounds off your chest when you heard that information.
It was easy to tell that the people around you were a bit disappointed at that news. You didn't care though.
You took out your laptop, turned down your music a bit to hear people a bit more clearly and began to do your research.
Should you do Leonardo da Vinci? No Annie was doing him, and to be quite frank, he was a bit overrated.
Johannes Vermeer? Maybe, just maybe. No wait, Michelangelo Merisi da Caravaggio, or what most called him, Caravaggio, The Fortune Teller.
