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I didn't bring the topic up again since he seemed worked up by the mention of it.He is a little overprotective but maybe that's how he expresses his love?

I just shrugged it off as he left after an hour.But he just got quiet he didn't speak or told me anything,he didn't even smile after leaving.

But after he left I got a phone call,by now I probably know who it is.Yeah it's the director again,I left the phone ringing thinking of what to say.

I can't just keep them waiting.After giving it some thought I made my decision,it took long enough because of Misul but whatever its my work whose going to be displayed there not his.He can't control that.

Not only that but the art gallery of Seoul is one of the biggest here and one of the most successful ones.Maybe this time it would be a little diffrent.

I took a deep breath and rang their phone not even a ring in and the phone immediately picked up.

"Hello,I will gladly display my project at your gallery,it's an honour actually,and I hope everything goes smoothly."I said in one breath since I didn't want her to interrupt me.

"Thank you Miss.Kim the biggest honour it's for us for having you here.Thank you so much."The director said overjoyed,I could tell so off how many times she thanked me.

"We all look forward to working and having you here."She finally said as the phone call was going to end soon,since she explained to me all the details."Me too,thank you."I said and hung up.

I sighed a little thinking of what Misul had said.Will he get mad because of this?

But I just went upstairs,and started sculpting away.I definitely put my hair up first getting clay in your hair isn't one of the best experiences I have ever had.

The inspiration for this project was mostly about how hard and difficult life is.The representing piece for this whole project is a human with big wings that are burned to ashes.Wich furtherly means that even in the hardest situations a piece of you will not make it,but you should.

Yeah this is clearly not based off my career not at all.

The big piece that I just mentioned is in one of my bigger studios,I do have one in my house but this one only holds smaller ones.The majority of my works are here.

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The time by now is...12pm my eyes are barely open but I'm still going on with my work.I started like 6 hours ago but the piece I'm working in requires many fine details such as curves,lines and many weird texture basically everywhere.

I decided to take a break though,I feel like my arm is about to fall off,so I decided to go and wash the clay off.Scrubbing hard for no reason since I'll be still working and ill still get messy.

Suddenly glass breaking sound was heard,I turned the water off and immediately went to where I heard the noise.

I looked at my studio and saw one of my older pieces,still important to me ,on the ground in pieces.As the window had a hole in it and a champagne bottle cap laying on the studio floor.

Knowing damn well from where it came though.My neighbour.

And oh well,I wasn't letting this go so easily that piece was one of my first ones ....oh gosh this is frustrating.

I quickly walked downstairs and at his house now.I didn't care to what I was wearing,and if I looked like a mess of clay and that my hair had a pencil in them.

I knocked at the door once and then twice.If he doesn't open ill knock until he will.

Before knocking for the third time,the door made a click and it opened,right in front of me satyed the same guy I bumped into at the airport.Well I know more than well its him.

But I beg,please make him forget me.

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