✰. 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗈𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗌

𝟎𝟏. Fateful Meeting

𝗼𝗻𝗲 /
first meeting between an
artist and her muse
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𝑰t was a warm spring as the birds chirper lively and the wind whistle slowly against the trees causing a rustling of the leaves, while the blue sky looked like the brightest blue diamond the earth had to offer. It was a peaceful day indeed if it weren't for the street fights which were happing at least every two days. And today must be one of them as you got tangled again in a fight. Trying to keep a low profile as possible you try to escape from the fight.

A sigh escapes from your lips as you path got blocked again by a punched person who was now holding his bloody nose. But even then he didn't seem to give up and stand up once again to face the person who punched him down. Such enthusiasm for someone like him but why did he had to block your way? Why did they even have to fight and get the people, the innocent people, tangled in their fight?

The groceries still in your hands as you boredly watches the guys who were probably in your age fighting each other. Would they even stop today? You though as you keep sighing at yourself. Why did it had to happen to you? You had a strict time shedulde and your mom was probably already questioning where you were or if you already got kidnapped.

Sometimes you really wish to pack all of your things and move to another city. But it wasn't as easy as it sounds then it brought a lot of difficults to do it in reality. Like the money something you and your mother clearly hadn't enough to escape this hellish town with their weird childish gangs.

Ah... You should have chosen to stay at home today, read one of your favorite book, drink tea from your favorite cup. At least then you wouldn't be in the middle of a street fight. And the funny thing is they didn't even seem to notice you. But would this really change the fact that you were still stuck? Would they really let you pass? As if these mindless guys would turn into gentleman after hearing your situation. Something like this was as possible as if the sky suddenly turns green.

And then when you already accepted your unluckiness he came into your life like a refreshing wind in a hot Sommer day.

With his salt pepper like hair and his different eye colors he simply stole your breath away. His odd but somehow attractive looks toke all your thoughts, all of your attention at the very much moment he decides to appear.

It wasn't exactly the love at the first sight like the one in every written love story. No, it was much more the feeling when an artist finds his fated muse.

It was a meaningful moment indeed when you watched him in admiration, fighting the boys as if they weren't a serious opponent for him. His passion, the fire in his eyes were so eye catching that you wouldn't want anything more in this world as drawing this very much moment down.

But who would known that this blissful moment would turn into a unexpected obsession.