13|| Canvas and Conversations

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Hello hello ^-^! 

Welcome to the third update of today ^-^! 

Make sure that you didn't skip the previous two chapters :3! 

There is no need for the chapter, but I will give you my usual warning.

I won't tolerate any hate comments or insults! You, of course can, criticise me, and you, of course, don't have to like my story, but respect is the key! 

Anyway enjoy ^-^! 

Chapter song: New Light by John Mayer. If you want you can listen the song! 

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I'm the boy in your other phone
Lighting up inside your drawer at home all alone
Pushing forty in the friend zone
We talk and then you walk away every day 

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As the sun began to set on their last day of summer break, Chuuya and Dazai found themselves sitting on a bench in a serene park near their home. The warm hues of the evening sky mirrored the peacefulness of their surroundings.

Dazai stretched out, letting out a contented sigh. "Can you believe summer is already over? It feels like it flew by."

Chuuya nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it was a good break though. We did a lot of fun things together."

Their conversation meandered through the highlights of their summer adventures. Trips to the beach, late-night movie or reading marathons, and spontaneous outings exploring the city.

As they talked, Chuuya's thoughts drifted to their upcoming return to university. "I wonder how different this semester will be," he mused aloud.

Dazai shrugged, a playful grin on his face. "As long as we are a family, it will be interesting."

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 Back at their house, Chuuya and Dazai spent the rest of the evening packing their belongings and getting ready for the journey back to university. They chatted about their expectations for the upcoming term and made plans to stay in touch regularly despite the distance.

The next morning they bid farewell to Kouyou and Yosano and set off their respective journeys. One heading to Tokyo and the other to Osaka. 

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One morning, Chuuya walked into the studio. The air was filled with the scent of fresh paint, energizing him for the day's work.

"Good morning, Chuuya!" Called out his friend and fellow art student, Michiko, as she busily worked on a canvas nearby. "Have you seen the new exhibit at the gallery? It's so inspiring!"

Chuuya nodded a small smile playing on his lips. "Yes, I went yesterday. The way they played with light and shadow in those pieces was incredible. It got me thinking about experimenting with new techniques in my own work." 

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Throughout the day, Chuuya immersed himself in his latest project, a series of paintings exploring the theme of transformation. He carefully selected colors, blending them with precision to capture the essence of change of growth.

As he painted, his mind wandered to the upcoming gallery showcase where he would exhibit his artwork. It was his first solo exhibition, and the excitement mingled with nervous anticipation.

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